—"No, no, I plainly heard it here, just above us."
—"Then let us get out of this cursed room."
Here I laid hold of her hand, when a pane of a window suddenly burst and fell into the room. A whistling like that of a strong gale rushed through the aperture. Both the candles were blown out, with a strong sound, like some explosion. A ball of fiery matter dropt down, to light them again. At last, both doors flew open, and shut themselves. Something lucid was rustling and moving in the apartment. A chilling current of air blew in our faces, and was succeeded by another almost stifling us with sultriness.
Elmira lay senseless in my arms, but I had strength enough to carry her to the door, and danger made me quite raving. I wished for Amanuel's appearance, to combat him. I could not open the door, but called for help, from the window. The door was forced open, I carried out Elmira, the horrid whistling followed us, with a noise, as if all
