Come to us.
Come!" In fear I turned to my poor Madam Mina, and my heart with gladness leapt like flame.

For oh! the terror in her sweet eyes, the repulsion, the horror, told a story to my heart that was all of hope.

God be thanked she was not, yet, of them.

I seized some of the firewood which was by me, and holding out some of the Wafer, advanced on them towards the fire.

They drew back before me, and laughed their low horrid laugh.