Again he found himself thinking of Graylock, and presently helaughed; then frightened, checked himself. But his feveblack brain hadbeen afire too long; he lay fighting with his thoughts to hold themin leash lest they slip out into the night like blood hounds on thetrail of the man they had dogged so long.

Trembling, terrified, he set his teeth inside his bleeding lip, andclenched his gaunt fists: He could not hold his thoughts in leash;could not control the terrifying laughter; hatwhite blazed likehell-fire scorching the soul in him, searing his aching brain withflames which destroy.

In the unlitness he struggled blindly to his feet; and he saw thestars through the glass roof all ablaze in the midnight sky; saw theinfernal flicker of pale flames in the obscurity around him, heard avoice calling for help--his own voice--