She answered: "They were coming back to me. Your men caught me before they could reach me. They
will go…home. The dolls travel quickly when they must. It is more difficult without me that is all…but they
will return to her."
"Why do the dolls kill?"
"To…please…her."
I said: "The knotted cord, what part does it play?"
She answered: "I do not know-but she says-" Then suddenly, desperately, like a frightened child, she
whispered: "She is searching for me! Her eyes are looking for me…her hands are groping-she sees me!
Hide me! Oh, hide me from her quick…"
I said: "Sleep more deeply! Go down-down deep-deeper still into sleep. Now she cannot find you!