A cool liquid was in his mouth.
The deep-sunk eyes were kindly; they gleamed with pleasure as Allan\'s opened...
It was the bluish light that had given it the green of decay.
But a parchment skin was tightly drawn over the bones, and Allan could see that its true shade was a sere yellow.
Fleshless indeed it was.
But seen thus closely, the terror of it was lessened.
A skull-like head was right before him.
He dared to look.
There was friendliness in the voice that was speaking to him, and solicitude.
A little more now."Fingers were on Allan\'s wrist, life-warm. "That\'s a good fellow.
Once more strength surged warmingly within him. "Drink just a little more." The cool liquid came up against Allan\'s lips again, pungent, and he drank.
He felt strength flooding back into him--and he remembered horror."That\'s better," a mellow voice said, close above him.
He swallowed instinctively, and warmth ran through his veins.
A cool liquid was in his mouth
