In those moments when the hunger held him, he took the cruelty of the beast into his heart, and drove all else out before it.
When Sally's inert body fell, crushing him against the window recess, he looked down at her white face in the first realization of what he had done.

Then he came readily to action; picked her up bodily--a tender, listless weight.

In the bend of his arms, he carried her into the other room.

An uncushioned settle, no springs, the seat of plain wood, was where he laid her, propping her head, because he knew no better, with a pillow which he brought from the inner room.

The sounds from the yard at the back still reached his ears.