To say something. I was beginning to feel frightened. I could see right down it. He extended it straight towards me slowly slowly--just like that--until the cuff was six inches from my face. Queer thing to see an empty sleeve come at you like that! And then--" "Well?" "Something--exactly like a finger and thumb it felt--nipped my nose. " Bunting began to laugh. "There wasn't anything there!" said Cuss his voice running up into a shriek at the "there. " "It's all very well for you to laugh but I tell... read more
