"The lights!" cried these voices.
"The lights!" He looked down.

In this dancing death of the lights the area of the street had suddenly become a monstrous struggle.

The huge white globes became purple-white, purple with a reddish glow, flickered, flickered faster and faster, fluttered between light and extinction, ceased to flicker and became mere fading specks of glowing red in a vast obscurity.

In ten seconds the extinction was accomplished, and there was only this roaring darkness, a black monstrosity that had suddenly swallowed up those glittering myriads of men.
He felt invisible forms about him; his arms were gripped.

Something rapped sharply against his shin.