Then it began to scream, making a thin and dreadful sound more like that of an infant in pain than anything they had ever heard, a very sickening sound that Alan never could forget.

He staggered to the bank and stood staring at it where it bled, rolled and shrieked, but because of the milky foam could make nothing out in that light.
"What is it, Jeekie ?" he said with an idiotic laugh.

"What is it ?" "Oh! don't know.

Devil and all, perhaps.

Come on, Major, before it catch us." "I don't think it will catch anyone just at present.