Swiftly she made for it, reaching it just as the shower became a downpour.
There was neither door nor window to the place, but an ancient shutter which had evidently done duty for the former was lodged against the wall immediately inside.
She had to stoop to enter, and but for the pelting rain she might have hesitated to do so; for the darkness within was complete.

But once in, she turned her face back to the dying light of the sunset and saw that the rain would not last.
At the same moment she heard a curious sound behind her, a panting, coughing sound as of some creature in distress, and something stirred in the furthest corner.

Sharply she turned, and out of the darkness two wild green eyes glared up at her.
Avery's heart gave a great jerk.

Instinctively she drew back.

Her first impulse was to turn and flee, but something--something which at the moment she could not define--prompted her to remain.