Far from obeying him, the girl shouted louder than ever; and now, out of the entrance to the cave, close behind the scene of the disaster, came a number of men with lamps and tapers.

They were the same daimons whose song she had heard in the street; she could not be mistaken.

On her knees, by the side of her lover as he lay on the ground, she stared up at the apparitions.

A stone flew at the dog to scare him off, and a second, larger than the first, whisked past her and hit Diodoros on the head; she heard the dull blow.

At this a cold hand seemed to clutch her heart; everything about her melted into one whirling, colorless cloud.