"It came," she gasped. "Oh, I knew it would. All along I've known."
"Tell me what's happened," Garth commanded.
The woman's voice was scarcely intelligible.
"I let him sleep here. Just now he groaned. I ran in. Somebody—something had attacked him. I ran in. I—I saw it."
"Where?"
She pointed to the rear window.
"I saw it going out there. It was foggy. It went in the fog. I couldn't—"
Garth sprang to the window. It was, in fact, half open. Before he could get through Mrs. Alden had caught his arm.
"Don't follow. It isn't safe out there."
"I want that man," he said.