It was the light about us that did it; a vibration that even as I conjectured, was within the only partly explored region of the ultraviolet and the comparatively unexplored region above it.
Yet there were differences, for there was none of that misty halo around the bones, the flesh which the X-rays cannot render wholly invisible.
The skeletons stood out clean cut, with no trace of fleshly vestments.
I crept over, spoke to the two.
"Don't look up yet," I said.

"Don't open your eyes.

We're going through a queer light.

It has an X-ray quality.

You're going to see me as a skeleton--" "What ?" shouted Drake.