GOOD SAMARITANS They both hurried to my side.

I was sitting up in my chair, pointing, my eyes fixed with surprise.

I do not know even now why the incident should so much have alarmed me, but it is a fact that for the moment I was palsied with fear.

There had been murder in the man's eyes, loathsome things in his white unkempt face.

My tongue clove to the roof of my mouth.