When I completely lost consciousness, I was being carried down the corridor by two white phantoms, so bound that I could not move a muscle.
[!-- Chapter 18--]XVIII
THE FIRE-FLIES
Through the great open window, waves of pale moonlight surged into my room.
A slender white figure was standing beside the bed where I lay.
"You, Tanit-Zerga!" I murmured. She laid a finger on her lips.
"Sh! Yes, it is I."
I tried to raise myself up on the bed. A terrible pain seized my shoulder. The events of the afternoon came back to my poor harassed mind.
"Oh, little one, if you knew!"