But the old feel not, they love not, and, _ha! ha!_ they laugh to see another go out into the dark; _ha! ha!_ they laugh to see the evil that is done under the stars.

All they love is life, the warm, warm sun, and the sweet, sweet air.

They are afraid of the cold, afraid of the cold and the dark, _ha! ha! ha!_" and the old hag writhed in ghastly merriment on the ground.
"Cease thine evil talk and answer me," said Ignosi angrily.

"Wilt thou show the place where the stones are, or wilt thou not?
If thou wilt not thou diest, even now," and he seized a spear and held it over her.
"I will not show it; thou darest not kill me, darest not! He who slays me will be accursed for ever." Slowly Ignosi brought down the spear till it pricked the prostrate heap of rags.
With a wild yell Gagool sprang to her feet, then fell again and rolled upon the floor.
"Nay, I will show thee.

Only let me live, let me sit in the sun and have a bit of meat to suck, and I will show thee." "It is well.