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was looking, with the wariness of the trained wrestler, for some suitable hold. I thought of Grettir the Strong, who wrestled with a troll from midnight to dawn until at last with face buried deep in the dank beard of the ghoulish thing he broke its back. Could this loathsome thing be real? Or was it but the wild fantasm of a disordered brain?

With an incredibly quick movement the thing had wrapt both arms about Nielson's waist. It lifted him at arm's length above the ground. A terrifying scream broke from Doris as it strode toward the parapet. I followed, hoping against hope to be in time.

Ah, I was of no use now! Nielson had swerved ever so slightly, but that light movement was enough to overbalance the horror. With all the sinnous litheness of a tiger Nielson squirmed from its grasp. He seized its wrist with both hands as we watched, bewildered. One quick bend of the body, and he threw it completely over his shoulder. It crashed to the roof not two feet from the now open door. One wriggle and it had disappeared within. Man against Demon, and so far Man had conquered!

Nielson followed, with Doris and me not far behind. I had never known so fierce a desire before as to see this loathsome creature killed; the same instinctive desire one would feel to crush a noxious serpent. For the first time I became aware of the iron bar in my hand. I gave Doris the searchlight and followed Nielson, fearing to see her come, too, but strangely fearing to see her left behind. And the tower was empty as we came within.

Down the stairs then we went. There could be no way out but down. Nielson could not be far ahead, for I fancied I heard his labored breathing. Down through the maze of bedrooms on the third floor. Down to the second floor through the ballroom, and