“You are not a woman,” he gasped. “Ice water, not blood, flows in your veins. See,” he pointed to a keen-edged paper knife that lay gleaming on the table.
Obediently, she reached for the knife, and with steady fingers she cut the artery at her wrist. Donald faded back into the flames....
When they found her in the morning they knew that she had sought death, but they could not understand why she had burned her left hand so cruelly.
Death and Terror Are Spread Broadcast by the Icy Breath of
The WHISPERING
THING
By Laurie McClintock and Culpeper Chunn
CHAPTER I.
THE THING STRIKES.
Jules Peret, known to the underworld as The Terrible Frog, hated the foul air in crowded street cars and the “stuffiness” of a taxicab, and, whenever possible, he avoided both.