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CHAPTER XXVIII. THE HUNTER HUNTEDHis pace broke a little, and then he heard the swift padof his pursuer, and leapt forward again. "The InvisibleMan!" he cried to the navvies, with a vague indicativegesture, and by an inspiration leapt the excavation andplaced a burly group between him and the chase. Thenabandoning the idea of the police station he turned into alittle side street, rushed by a greengrocer’s cart, hesitatedfor the tenth of a second at the door of a sweetstuff shop,and then made for the mouth of an alley that ran backinto the main Hill Street again. Two or three little childrenwere playing here, and shrieked and scattered at his apparition,and forthwith doors and windows opened andexcited mothers revealed their hearts. Out he shot intoHill Street again, three hundred yards from the tram-lineend, and immediately he became aware of a tumultuousvociferation and running people.He glanced up the street towards the hill. Hardly adozen yards off ran a huge navvy, cursing in fragmentsand slashing viciously with a spade, and hard behind himcame the tram conductor with his fists clenched. Up thestreet others followed these two, striking and shouting.Down towards the town, men and women were running,and he noticed clearly one man coming out of a shopdoorwith a stick in his hand. "Spread out! Spread out!"260
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE HUNTER HUNTEDcried some one. Kemp suddenly grasped the altered conditionof the chase. He stopped, and looked round, panting."He’s close here!" he cried. "Form a line across–"He was hit hard under the ear, and went reeling, tryingto face round towards his unseen antagonist. He justmanaged to keep his feet, and he struck a vain counterin the air. Then he was hit again under the jaw, andsprawled headlong on the ground. In another momenta knee compressed his diaphragm, and a couple of eagerhands gripped his throat, but the grip of one was weakerthan the other; he grasped the wrists, heard a cry of painfrom his assailant, and then the spade of the navvy camewhirling through the air above him, and struck somethingwith a dull thud. He felt a drop of moisture on hisface. The grip at his throat suddenly relaxed, and with aconvulsive effort, Kemp loosed himself, grasped a limpshoulder, and rolled uppermost. He gripped the unseenelbows near the ground. "I’ve got him!" screamed Kemp."Help! Help–hold! He’s down! Hold his feet!"In another second there was a simultaneous rush uponthe struggle, and a stranger coming into the road suddenlymight have thought an exceptionally savage gameof Rugby football was in progress. And there was noshouting after Kemp’s cry–only a sound of blows and feet261
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cried some one. Kemp suddenly grasped the altered condition
of the chase. He stopped, and looked round, panting.
"He’s close here!" he cried. "Form a line across–"
He was hit hard under the ear, and went reeling, trying
to face round towards his unseen antagonist. He just
managed to keep his feet, and he struck a vain counter
in the air. Then he was hit again under the jaw, and
sprawled headlong on the ground. In another moment
a knee compressed his diaphragm, and a couple of eager
hands gripped his throat, but the grip of one was weaker
than the other; he grasped the wrists, heard a cry of pain
from his assailant, and then the spade of the navvy came
whirling through the air above him, and struck something
with a dull thud. He felt a drop of moisture on his
face. The grip at his throat suddenly relaxed, and with a
convulsive effort, Kemp loosed himself, grasped a limp
shoulder, and rolled uppermost. He gripped the unseen
elbows near the ground. "I’ve got him!" screamed Kemp.
"Help! Help–hold! He’s down! Hold his feet!"
In another second there was a simultaneous rush upon
the struggle, and a stranger coming into the road suddenly
might have thought an exceptionally savage game
of Rugby football was in progress. And there was no
shouting after Kemp’s cry–only a sound of blows and feet
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