‘Doubtless, in such a place as this, with its eerie marshes, sudden fogs, moaning winds… any poor old woman might be looked at askance; once upon a time, after all, she would have been branded as a witch…’
‘Mr. Jerome looked frozen, pale, his throat moving as if he were unable to utter.’
‘I stood absolutely helpless in the mist that clouded me and everything from my sight, almost weeping in an agony of fear and frustration, and I knew that I was hearing… appalling last noises of a pony and trap, carrying a child in it…’
‘For how long I sat there, in extremes of despair and fearfulness, I do not know.’
‘I had been as badly frightened as a man could be. I did not think that I would be the first to run from physical risks and dangers, although I had no reason to suppose myself markedly braver than the next person.’
‘But at my feet, the dog Spider began to whine, a thin, pitiful, frightened moan, and to back away from the door a little and press against my legs.’
‘My whole body was trembling, my mouth dry, the palms of my hands sore where I had dug my nails into them as I had stood…’
‘In a curious way, it was her fearfulness that persuaded me that I must retain control of myself…’
‘My fear reached a new height, until for a minute I thought I would die of it, was dying, for I could not conceive of a man being able to endure such shocks and starts…’
‘I was paralyzed, rooted to the spot on which I stood, and all the world went dark around me and the shouts and happy cries of all the children faded.’