I don't think that I am a coward, Watson, but that sound seemed to freeze my very blood.

Feel my hand!" It was as cold as a block of marble.
"You'll be all right to-morrow." "I don't think I'll get that cry out of my head.

What do you advise that we do now ?" "Shall we turn back ?" "No, by thunder; we have come out to get our man, and we will do it.

We after the convict, and a hell-hound, as likely as not, after us.

Come on! We'll see it through if all the fiends of the pit were loose upon the moor." We stumbled slowly along in the darkness, with the black loom of the craggy hills around us, and the yellow speck of light burning steadily in front.