What was that?
Her heart missed a beat.
That pad-pad; that sniffling noise! She whirled about, knocking over an idol.

It came down with a crash and, being of clay, lay in shards at her feet.

(Unfortunately it was the holy of holies in this temple.) How she gained the shelter of the sarcophagus she never knew, but gain it she did, and cowered down within.

She could hear the beast trotting round and round, sniffling and rumbling in his throat.

Then the roaring of the preceding night was repeated.