tell me that she have eat already—that she was so hungry that she would not wait. I like it not, and I have grave doubts; but I fear to affright her, and so I am silent of it. She help me and I eat alone; and then we wrap in fur and lie beside the fire, and I tell her to sleep while I watch. But presently I forget all of watching; and when I sudden remember that I watch, I find her lying quiet, but awake, and looking at me with so bright eyes. Once, twice more the same occur, and I get much sleep till before morning.

“Aha!” he said, “your simile of the tiger good, for me, and I shall adopt him. Your man-eater, as they of India call the tiger who has once tasted blood of the human, care no more for the other prey, but prowl unceasing till he get him. This that we hunt from our village is a tiger, too, a man-eater, and he never cease to prowl.

Kiss me

Here’s his head all cut and full of broken glass. ’E’s been a-gettin’ over some bloomin’ wall or other.

something that looked like a good-sized bird

Just now she was quite upset by a little thing which I did not much heed, though I am myself very fond of animals. One of the men who came up here often to look for the boats was followed by his dog. The dog is always with him. They are both quiet persons, and I never saw the man angry, nor heard the dog bark. During the service the dog would not come to its master, who was on the seat with us, but kept a few yards off, barking and howling. Its master spoke to it gently, and then harshly, and then angrily; but it would neither come nor cease to make a noise. It was in a sort of fury, with its eyes savage, and all its hairs bristling out like a cat’s tail when puss is on the war-path. Finally the man, too, got angry, and jumped down and kicked the dog, and then took it by the scruff of the neck and half dragged and half threw it on the tombstone on which the seat is fixed. The moment it touched the stone the poor thing became quiet and fell all into a tremble. It did not try to get away, but crouched down, quivering and cowering, and was in such a pitiable state of terror that I tried, though without effect, to comfort it. Lucy was full of pity, too, but she did not attempt to touch the dog, but looked at it in an agonised sort of way.

there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half-smothered child

his eyes blazed with a sort of demoniac fury, and he suddenly made a grab at my throat. I drew away, and his hand touched the string of beads which held the crucifix. It made an instant change in him, for the fury passed so quickly that I could hardly believe that it was ever there.

excuse me that I do not join you; but I have dined already, and I do not sup.

Lucy was breathing somewhat stertorously

He was lying on his belly on the floor licking up, like a dog, the blood which had fallen from my wounded wrist.

pagan world of old

she is somewhat bloodless, but I could not see the usual anæmic signs,

These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall; but the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow. Oh, if men only knew!

I crept behind It, and gave It my knife; but the knife went through It, empty as the air.

that it was life, strong life, and gave life to him

filthy leech

she actually licked her lips like an animal,

What manner of man is this, or what manner of creature is it in the semblance of man?

especially of battles, he spoke as if he had been present at them all.

it amazed me that I had not seen him, since the reflection of the glass covered the whole room behind me.

I fear I am myself the only living soul within the place

you dwellers in the city cannot enter into the feelings of the hunter.

I discovered that I was half famished with hunger; so making a hasty toilet

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