In the hands of one was an axe--the moonlight shone upon it--in the hand of the other a heavy club.

Neck and neck they ran; never before had we seen men travel so fast.

See! they sped down the slope towards us; the wolves were left behind, all except four of them; we heard the beating of their feet; they came, they passed, they were gone, and with them their unnumbered company.

The music grew faint, it died, it was dead; the hunt was far away, and the night was still again! "Now, my brethren," I asked of those who were with me, "what is this that we have seen ?" Then one answered, "We have seen the Ghosts who live in the lap of the old Witch, and those men are the Wolf-Brethren, the wizards who are kings of the Ghosts.".