He saw the naked scat along his back where one of his bullets had plowed; he saw the bare spot where another of his bullets had torn its way through Thor's fore-shoulder.

And he believed, as he observed these things, that Thor had deliberately trailed him, that the bear had followed him along the ledge and had cornered him here that he might repay in full measure what had been inflicted upon him.
Thor advanced--just one step; and then in that slow, graceful movement, reared himself to full height.

Langdon, even then, thought that he was magnificent.

On his part, the man did not move; he looked steadily up at Thor, and he had made up his mind what to do when the great beast lunged forward.

He would fling himself over the edge.