She laughed as she spoke, but the laugh had rather a forced tone.

Suddenly she became conscious that she was tired and chilled, that her

coat was soaked, and her boots heavy with damp. Though only a few paces

away, the figure of her companion was wreathed with tendrils of mist;

they were floating round her also; blinding her eyes, catching her

breath, sending fresh shivers down her back. A pang of fear shot

through her at the thought of what might lie ahead.

Like two grey ghosts they struggled onward through the gloom.




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