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Now they were coming right down upon him ! With a wild cry Theodore took to his heels, tore through the bushes, and ran and ran and ran as fast as his legs would carry him. He did not perceive that the supposed bears were quite as frightened as he was, and were scampering away down the glen in the opposite direction. Theodore did not know how long he had been running, when he stumbled over a stone and fell at full length upon the ground. He was all out of breath, his temples were throbbing furi...ously, and his hands and neck were torn and bleeding. He made a feeble exertion to rise, but tumbled down again. For fifteen or twenty minutes he 94 NORSELAND TALES lay perfectly still, trembling lest the bears should find him, but feeling too exhausted to make any effort to escape them. But as he neither heard nor saw anything to cause alarm, his fears were gradually quieted, and his strength returned to him. Cautiously he raised himself on his elbow and peered about him. With con- sternation he remembered what in his fright he had forgotten — -he had run away from his coat, waistcoat, and trousers, and was now elegantly arrayed in a torn shirt and a pair of drawers that hung in tatters about his legs.
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