I clutched the leg of the table again immediately, and pressed it to my bosom as if it had been the companion of my youth and friend of my soul. I foresaw what was coming, and I felt that this time I really was gone.

“You hear, Eugene?' said Lightwood over his shoulder. 'You are deeply interested…”

“Meat, ma'am, meat.”

“I want to escape from myself. For when I do start up and stare myself seedily i…”

“Then, the sea fell, and the dying voice made another feeble effort, and then th…”