[Glen-users] Everal minutes, half bewildered, half alar

[Bickell M. <co...@lh...>]

 that was as though she sprang. She leaped upon that other woman who
stood back among the shadows, for, simultaneously with the clipping of
the sentence, another sound was also stopped--stifled, smothered, choked
back lest I should also hear it. Yet not in time. I heard it--a hard and
horrible sound that explained both the leap and the abrupt cessation of
the whispered words. I stood irresolute a moment. It was as though all
the bones had been withdrawn from my body, so that I must sink and fall.
That sound plucked them out, and plucked out my self-possession with
them. I am not sure that it was a sound I had ever heard before, though
children, I half remembered, made it sometimes in blind rages when they
knew not what they did. In a grown-up person certainly I had never known
it. I associated it with animals rather--horribly. In the history of