And when I caught[682] his arm and called in fright,
He pushed[683] me, swore, and to the door[684] he pass’d
To lock and bar[685] it fast.
Then down he drops[686] just like a lump of lead,
Holding his brow,[687] shaking, and growing whiter,
And—Nan!—just then the light[688] seem’d growing brighter,
And I could see the hands[689] that held his head,
All red![690] all bloody red!
What could I do but scream? He groaned to hear,
Jump’d to his feet, and gripped[691] me by the wrist;