Yet as he watched and waited his own horror grew. That for which in
men we have as yet no term was strong within him, as in every beast
that lives by perception rather than reason; and he too by this
strange faculty knew well enough that something was abroad, raying out
from that silent curtained unseen window--something of an utterly
different order from that of dog or flung shoe and furious
vituperation--something that affected certain nerves within his body
in a new and awful manner. Once or twice in his life he had been
conscious of it before, once in an empty room, once in a room tenanted
by a mere outline beneath a sheet and closed by a locked door.
His heart too seemed melted within him; his tail too hung limply
behind the stucco parapet, and he made no answering movement to the
tiny crooning note that sounded once in his ears.
And still the horror grew....
Presently he withdrew one claw from the crumbling edge, raising his
head delicately; and then the other. For an instant longer he waited,
feeling his back heave uncontrollably. Then, dropping noiselessly on
to the lead, he fled beneath the sheltering parapet, a noiseless
shadow in the gloom; and his mate fled with him.
_Chapter IX_
I
Laurie turned slowly over in bed, drew a long breath, expelled it,
and, releasing his arms from the bed-clothes, sat up. He switched on
the light by his bed, glanced at his watch, switched off the light,
and sank down again into the sheets. He need not get up just yet.
Then he remembered.
When an event of an entirely new order comes into experience, it takes
a little time to be assimilated. It is as when a large piece of
furniture is brought into a room; all the rest of the furniture takes
upon itself a different value. A picture that did very well up to then
over the fire-place must perhaps be moved. Values, relations, and
balance all require readjustment.
Now up to last night Laurie had indeed been convinced, in one sense,
of spiritualistic phenomena; but they had not yet for him reached the
point of significance when they affected everything else. The new
sideboard, so to speak, had been brought into the room, but it had
been put temporarily against the wall in a vacant space to be looked
at; the owner of the room had not yet realized the necessity of
rearranging the whole. But last night something had happened that
changed all this. He was now beginning to perceive the need of a
complete review of everything.
As he lay there, quiet indeed, but startlingly alert, he first
reviewed the single fact.
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