The red light in them was lurid, as if the flames of hell fire blazed behind them.

His face was deathly pale, and the lines of it were hard like drawn wires.

The thick eyebrows that met over the nose now seemed like a heaving bar of white-hot metal.

With a fierce sweep of his arm, he hurled the woman from him, and then motioned to the others, as though he were beating them back.

It was the same imperious gesture that I had seen used to the wolves.