I hated to look, expecting from the noise he was making to find him lying in a pool of blood.

But he was entirely whole; there was no blood visible and we could find no broken bones.

Apparently there was nothing the matter beyond fear, and of that he was nearly dead.

He crawled to the Colonel and clung to his feet chattering an unintelligible gibberish.

His eyes rolling wildly in the dim light, showed an uncanny yellow gleam.