And when she touched me--I--I glowed--all through.
"Human, yes--but there is something else in her--something stronger than humanness, something that--makes it sleep!" she added astonishingly.
The ground was level as a dancing floor.

We followed the enigmatic glow--emanation, it seemed to me--from Norhala which was as a light for us to follow within the darkness.

The high ribbon of sky had vanished--seemed to be overcast, for I could see no stars.
Within the darkness I began again to sense faint movement; soft stirring all about us.

I had the feeling that on each side and behind us moved an invisible host.
"There's something moving all about us--going with us," Ruth echoed my thought.
"It's the wind," I said, and paused--for there was no wind.
From the blackness before us came a succession of curious, muffled clickings, like a smothered mitrailleuse.

The luminescence that clothed Norhala brightened, deepening the darkness.
"Cross!" She pointed into the void ahead; then, as we started forward, thrust out a hand to Ruth, held her back.