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Neither did Rachel see fit to speak of it to her husband. There was a certain unworthy satisfaction in her keeping something from him. But again she underrated his uncanny powers of observation, and yet again he turned the tables upon her by a sudden display of the very knowledge which she was painfully keeping to herself.
The Creator of us all must know his earth-children's needs for their further evolution and growth! There have been great searchings, at various times, trying to discover the "origin of evil." Vast stores of uncanny legends, and tales of wonders have been handed down to us in explanation of this most baffling mystery. The destructive force in nature had no "origin."
Outside somewhere a raven, scavengering indolently about the corrals, croaked gutturally; never again as long as she lived would Grace Carter hear without shuddering the uncanny dissonance of that foul bird.
"Nobody's in here, and it's better, a good sight, than being out in the storm." Nat followed Tom's lead, and soon both young men had disappeared within the old mansion. The girls waited almost breathless there was something so uncanny about the place.
"What on earth are you laughing about?" cries Harriet from the sitting-room. When I have caught my breath, I say, holding up my book: "This absurd man here is telling of the adventures of a certain chivalrous Knight." "But I can't see how you can laugh out like that, sitting all alone there. Why, it's uncanny." "You don't know the Knight, Harriet, nor his squire Sancho."
Perhaps there was an obscurer and more complex motive lurking in some stray corner of that queer garret, a woman's mind. Such motives aimless softenings of the heart, unprofitable diversions of the fancy will seep unconsciously through the toughest business principles of woman. She was puzzled by the look of exaltation on Nelson's features, illumined as they were by the uncanny light.
"I should think you'd better get over it, then, if that's all," Thomas Payne said, roughly. "I can't, any more than he can." "Do you mean your back's hurt? For God's sake talk sense, Barney!" Thomas cried out, in bewilderment. "It's more than my back; it's me." Thomas stared at Barney; a horror as of something uncanny and abnormal stole over him.
Her sunken decks and patched-up jury rig with the trysail set from the after-stay gave her an uncanny look, while her masts and spars with the set canvas seemed as black as ink against the light sky beyond. There she lay, a horrid, ghastly thing, wallowing along slowly toward a port she would never reach. While I looked at her, Miss Sackett burst into a hard laugh which jangled hysterically.
The voice seemed to come from the trees behind the camp, and it was so uncanny and ghostlike it made them shiver from head to foot. "It's th -the ghost!" whispered Giant at last. "Le -let's get out of here!" and he started for the shore. "Don't run away," answered Snap. "I don't believe in ghosts, and neither do you."
Such were the subjects of all his pictures the tortures of the accursed, spectres, fiery chasms, dragons, uncanny birds, loathsome monsters, diabolical kitchens, sinister landscapes. One of these frightful pictures was found in the cell where Philip II. died; others are scattered throughout Spain and Italy. Who was this chimerical painter? How did he live? What strange mania tormented him?
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