For a few minutes the noise was deafening.

A rumble as of distant thunder, and the storm died away.
By and by she peered out cautiously.

She saw the lion crossing the open space between the temple and the jungle.

She saw him pause, bend his head, then lope away in the direction taken by Rajah.
To Kathlyn it seemed that she had no longer anything to do with the body of Kathlyn Hare.

The soul of another had stepped into this wearied flesh of hers and now directed its physical manifestations, while her own spirit stood gratefully and passively aloof.