FIERY VAPOURS Felix tried to run, but his feet would not rise from the ground; his limbs were numb as in a nightmare; he could not get there.

His body would not obey his will.

In reality he did move, but more slowly than when he walked.

By degrees approaching the canoe his alarm subsided, for although it burned it was not injured; the canvas of the sail was not even scorched.

When he got to it the flames had disappeared; like Jack-o'-the-lantern, the phosphoric fire receded from him.