If it didn't--
All of a sudden, I heard the animal give a kind of a hissing growl and I
just closed one eye and braced myself against the tree and took a good,
long, careful aim and threw the chop.
It struck the edge of the door and felt outside the little stone house.
Almost before I saw where it landed, the animal had it.
I just crouched there in that tree shuddering and waiting for what would
happen next. First, I thought I'd take a chance and drop down and run.
Then I decided I wouldn't. I didn't exactly _decide_. I stayed where I
was, because I was too scared to move. I didn't even dare to climb higher
for fear the animal would hear me and give a spring. I could even feel my
teeth chattering.
CHAPTER IX
AWFUL STICKY
Now that it was too late, I could see that if I had only landed that meat
inside the house, it would have been easy to get away. And the animal would
have been a prisoner, too, because he could never have got out of that
house. The windows were boarded on the inside and the door was good and
heavy. But what was the good of thinking about that when it was too late?
I have to admit that for about half a minute I wasn't a good scout.
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