Jenkins fell on his face in the earth.

Then he got up, and with a look of deadly hatred on his face, pounced upon me.

If help had not come, I think he would have dashed out my brains against the wall, as he dashed out my poor little brothers' against the horse's stall.

But just then there was a running sound.

Two men came down the street and sprang upon the wall, just where Jim was leaping up and down and barking in distress.
I saw at once by their uniform and the clubs in their hands, that they were policemen.