And now the stupor of death fell on the doomed man; he saw the open jaws and bloodshot eyes coming, but in a mist.
As in a mist he heard a twang; he glanced down; Denys, white and silent as death, was shooting up at the bear.

The bear snarled at the twang.
but crawled on.

Again the crossbow twanged, and the bear snarled, and came nearer.

Again the cross bow twanged; and the next moment the bear was close upon Gerard, where he sat, with hair standing stiff on end and eyes starting from their sockets, palsied.

The bear opened her jaws like a grave, and hot blood spouted from them upon Gerard as from a pump.