"But if you could have seen yourself solemnly disclaiming the banshee"-- another twinkle showed in his eyes--"and then with all this sunshine and this wide-open world"-- he shrugged his shoulders--"it's hard to visualize anything such as you and Huldricksson have described." "I know how hard it is, Larry," I answered.

"And don't think I have any idea that the phenomenon is supernatural in the sense spiritualists and table turners have given that word.

I do think it is supernormal; energized by a force unknown to modern science--but that doesn't mean I think it outside the radius of science." "Tell me your theory, Goodwin," he said.

I hesitated--for not yet had I been able to put into form to satisfy myself any explanation of the Dweller.
"I think," I hazarded finally, "it is possible that some members of that race peopling the ancient continent which we know existed here in the Pacific, have survived.

We know that many of these islands are honeycombed with caverns and vast subterranean spaces, literally underground lands running in some cases far out beneath the ocean floor.