No one being in sight there, they kept on to the next corner, and shrank from the moonlight, which lay exceedingly bright over the whole south front, and along a part of the street.

The mother's will was strong.

Casting one look back and up to the windows on the west side, she stepped out into the light, drawing Tirzah after her; and the extent of their amiction was then to be seen--on their lips and cheeks, in their bleared eyes, in their cracked hands; especially in the long, snaky locks, stiff with loathsome ichor, and, like their eyebrows, ghastly white.

Nor was it possible to have told which was mother, which daughter; both alike seemed witch-like old.
"Hist!" said the mother.

"There is some one lying upon the step--a man.