"'I see a pistol right in front of me—held towards me—it is a shiny one—there it is, held up—it has a large mouth.'
"Forty yards farther on the medium spoke again: 'Hark! I hear footsteps! I see a man!'
"'Where?'
"'Right in front of us. There he is, creeping along the hedge. He is keeping out of sight.'
"'What is he like? How is he dressed?'
"The medium described her vision very minutely. Her pace increased suddenly; she dragged her linked companions on with a lurch forward. The farmhouse where she first saw the phantom stranger was well passed. She was following him, eagerly now.
"A piercing scream came from the girl. A pressman sprang to her side and helped to prevent her body pitching headlong forward.
"This was at the spot where David Thomas fell at the first shot.
"'O—o—oh!' moaned the medium, twisting her left arm round to the back, to a spot immediately below the shoulder-blade, as if in intense agony. Then, supported on either side, she staggered forward.
"A light was struck to see her face. It was the hue of death. Her eyes were turned until the whites only were visible.