Then I saw the nightmare hag approach it with a knife.

An awful thought came to me--the crowning horror! The thought soon proved to be but too well founded.

The nightmare hag began to cut, and in an instant had detached the arm of the corpse, which she thrust among the coals in the very place where lately she had cooked the fowl.

Then she went back for more.
For a moment my brain reeled, and I gasped for breath.

Then I rose and staggered out, I know not how.