For a few seconds it lay a dark mass amidst the flames, and the room was rank with the smell of burning hair.

Then the dry body caught fire too.

The inflammable substances used in embalming became new fuel, and the flames roared.

A few minutes of fierce conflagration; and then we breathed freely.

Queen Tera's Familiar was no more! When we went back to the cave we found Margaret sitting in the dark.
She had switched off the electric light, and only a faint glow of the evening light came through the narrow openings.