"Oh! it has a face now, eh?"
"The face of a devil; and long thin hands. It fastened them about your throat."
"My dear girl."
"Don't be a fool," she retorted stormily; "what aroused you? Did you hear me call?"
I was confounded. "Very good," I said, "I admit the hands at least, for the nonce, for truly I was half strangled. But what do you infer?"
"Can human creatures make themselves invisible at will?"
"My good Miss Ottley, no. But they can run away."
"Do you want to see the shadow's face?"
"Yes."