"Again!" "What ?" asked Kate.
"I hear them, I tell you." Her lips blanched, and parted to speak, but she checked the impulse and looked swiftly about the room with what seemed to Byrne an appeal for help.

As for Buck Daniels, he changed from a dark bronze to an unhealthy yellow; fear, plain and grimly unmistakable, was in his face.

Then he strode to the window and threw it open with a crash.

The wind leaped in and tossed the flame in the throat of the chimney, so that great shadows waved suddenly through the room, and made the chairs seem afloat.

Even the people were suddenly unreal.