J. Allan Dunn

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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter XI (1920)

Manning still clutched his rifle in one hand; the warrior was beneath him,-striving to twist uppermost while Manning sought his throat with his left hand. Then weight sagged him, twining limbs imprisoned his. He was helpless, waiting for the final blow like a trussed ox—unless they were after him alive!
That thought shot through him in a lightning-flash. Then the strenuous pressure above and about relaxed. He heaved up. A hand caught him by the elbow and he stood erect. Three of the sailors were down. Hooper, bloody but smiling, was beside him.
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter XI (1920)

There were five caves, but four of these were only gas-blow fissures in the lava rock, two of them too narrow for a man easily to squeeze through. All these they probed and examined after a preliminary search of the big cave. That was a bewildering labyrinth in its interior. It seemed foolish to think that Steiner had hidden in its depths. He would have but the smallest supply of food and water, if any, and two men could effectually prevent any exit. Unless he figured that the schooner would sail away after Hooper and Manning had grown tired of waiting, leaving their four men.
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter XI (1920)

The fight became a mêlée in which the savages had an advantage with their weapons made for hand-to-hand combat, clubs of hardwood beaked with stone and shell; their skill and strength in handling them. The sailors were beaten back, Hooper and Manning in the front rank, making every shot of their pistols count in the desperate fight. They had none too many bullets. In a few moments the main attack would land from the canoes, rushing up at their backs, hewing, stabbing, spearing.
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