The Watcher, and other weird stories. Le Fanu Joseph Sheridan

which Montague carried, crashed through the skylight that overlooked the lobby, and sailed away into the darkness of the outer space.

      “There it is, God bless us!” whispered the man, after a breathless pause.

      “Curse that bird!” muttered the general, startled by the suddenness of the apparition, and unable to conceal his discomposure.

      “The candle was moved,” said the man, after another breathless pause; “see, they put it by the bed!”

      “Draw the curtains, fellow, and don’t stand gaping there,” whispered Montague, sternly.