.
at last he had, after these weeks of intangibility, found something solid.

The face broke away from him.

The circle scattered back and the fat, naked body was lying in the mud alone.

There was a sudden silence.
Olva, conscious of a great power surging through his body, raised his hand again.
A voice, shrill, terror in it, screamed, "Look out, man, he'll kill you!" He turned and saw under the lamplight Craven, his eyes blazing, his finger pointed.

He was suddenly cold from head to foot.