Travelers tell us that such animals exist, but we have to take the statement on trust.
Why should I not confess it?
A certain emotion came over me and I had to take care I did not run away.
A minute elapsed.

Nothing shows that the panel has been moved, nothing gives me reason to suppose that the unknown is coming out.
Cautiously I wait.

Then I have an idea to make something out of this light.

The case is lighted within; if I were to peep through those holes?
I creep toward the case.

A single apprehension chills my brain.