Black Hounds of Death
“I looked out the window. In the last light of the sinking moon, the white face of my friend John Conrad looked up at me.
“May I come up, Kirowan?” His voice was shaky and strained.
“Certainly!” I sprang out of bed and pulled on a bathrobe as I heard him enter the front door and ascend the stairs.
A moment later he stood before me, and in the light which I had turned on I saw his hands tremble and noticed the unnatural pallor of his face.
“Old John Grimlan died an hour ago,” he said abruptly.
“I...ndeed? I had not known that he was ill.”
“It was a sudden, virulent attack of peculiar nature, a sort of seizure somewhat akin to epilepsy. He had been subject to such spells of late years, you know.”
I nodded. I knew something of the old hermit-like man who had lived in his great dark house on the hill; indeed, I had once witnessed one of his strange seizures, and I had been appalled at the writhings, howlings and yammerings of the wretch, who had groveled on the earth like a wounded snake, gibbering terrible curses and black blasphemies until his voice broke in a wordless screaming which spattered his lips with foam.MoreLess
“May I come up, Kirowan?” His voice was shaky and strained.
“Certainly!” I sprang out of bed and pulled on a bathrobe as I heard him enter the front door and ascend the stairs.
A moment later he stood before me, and in the light which I had turned on I saw his hands tremble and noticed the unnatural pallor of his face.
“Old John Grimlan died an hour ago,” he said abruptly.
“I...ndeed? I had not known that he was ill.”
“It was a sudden, virulent attack of peculiar nature, a sort of seizure somewhat akin to epilepsy. He had been subject to such spells of late years, you know.”
I nodded. I knew something of the old hermit-like man who had lived in his great dark house on the hill; indeed, I had once witnessed one of his strange seizures, and I had been appalled at the writhings, howlings and yammerings of the wretch, who had groveled on the earth like a wounded snake, gibbering terrible curses and black blasphemies until his voice broke in a wordless screaming which spattered his lips with foam.MoreLess
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