you feel that you're having enough of demonology in real life, you will find a whole row of light novels, including most of P. G. Wodehouse." He held out his hand in farewell. "William will get you anything you want. There's tobacco and a choice of pipes on my desk. Whisky, too, though you don't look like the sort that drinks before noon."
With that he was gone, and I watched him from the window. He moved sturdily across the bright snow to a shed, slid open its door and entered. Soon there emerged a sedan, old but well-kept, with the judge at the wheel. He drove away down a snow-filled road toward town.
I did not know what to envy most in him, his learning, his assurance or his good-nature. The assurance, I decided once; then it occurred to me that he was in nothing like the awkward position I held. He was only a sympathetic ally–but why was he that, even? I tried to analyze his motives, and could not.
Sitting down in his study, I saw on the desk the Montague Summers book on werewolves. It lay open at page 111, and my eyes lighted at once upon a passage underscored in ink–apparently some time ago, for the mark was beginning to rust a trifle. It included a quotation from Restitution of Decayed Intelligence, written by Richard Rowlands in 1605:
"…were-wolues are certaine sorcerers, who hauvin annoynted their bodyes, with an oyntment which they make by the instinct of the deuil; and putting on a certain inchanted girdel, do not only vnto the view of others seeme as wolues, but to their own thinking haue both the shape and the nature of wolues, so long as they weare the said girdel. And they do dispose theselves as uery wolues, in wurrying and killing, and moste of humaine creatures."
This came to the bottom of the page, where someone, undoubtedly Pursuivant, had written: "Ointment and girdle sound as if they might have a scientific explanation," And, in the same script, but smaller, the following notes filled the margin beside:
Possible Werewolf Motivations
I. Involuntary lycanthropy.
1. Must have blood to drink (connection with vampirism?).
2. Must have secrecy.
3. Driven to desperation by contemplating horror of own position.
II. Voluntary lycanthropy.
1. Will to do evil.
2. Will to exert power through fear.
III. Contributing factors to becoming werewolf.
1. Loneliness and dissatisfaction.
2. Hunger for forbidden foods (human flesh, etc.).
3. Scorn and hate of fellow men, general or specific.
4. Occult curiosity.
5. Simon-pure insanity (Satanist complex).
Are any or all of these traits to be found in werewolfs?
Find one and ask it.
That was quite enough lycanthropy for the present, so far as I was concerned. I drew a book of Mark Twain from the shelf–I seem to remember it as Tom Sawyer Abroad–and read all the morning. Noon came, and I was about to ask the judge's negro servant for some lunch, when he appeared in the door of the study.
"Someone with a message, sah," he announced, and drew aside to admit Susan Gird.
I fairly sprang to my feet, dropping my book upon the desk. She advanced slowly into the room, her pale face grave but friendly. I saw that her eyes were darkly circled, and that her cheeks showed gaunt, as if with strain and weariness. She put out a hand, and I took it.
"A message?" I repeated William's words.
"Why, yes." She achieved a smile, and
