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Updated: June 14, 2025
"And in speaking ill of you, his only motive was to raise his favorite in Nefert's estimation." "Tell me what he said!" cried the pioneer; cold drops stood on his brown forehead, and his glaring eyes showed the white eye-balls. Katuti quailed before him, and drew back, but he followed her, seized her arm, and said huskily: "What did he say?" "Paaker!" cried the widow in pain and indignation.
None of these effects is voluntary; we may not even be conscious of them. Fright may produce a wild beating of the heart, a death-like pallor, a gasping motion of the lips, an uncovering or protruding of the eye-balls, a sudden rigidity of the body as if "rooted" to the spot. Grief may cause profuse secretion of tears, swollen, reddened face, red eyes and other familiar symptoms.
While these thoughts were gradually taking the form of a hazy dream, he was rudely aroused by something grasping his hair. Sharks, of course, leaped to his mind, and he struggled round with a wild gurgling shriek, for the grasp partially sank him. Then he felt himself violently dragged upwards, and his eyes encountered the dark face and glittering eye-balls of a savage.
It was thick and white as milk; then taking some on her finger tip, she made him hold his eyes wide open while she rubbed it on the eye-balls.
He pushed back the upper part of his shirt, and drank a swallow of tepid water from a canteen strapped behind the saddle. His eyes ached with the glare, until he saw fantastic red and yellow shapes dancing dizzily before him. The weariness of the long night pressed upon his eye-balls; he felt the strain of the past hours, the lack of food, the need of rest.
They tightened, and my neck was on the very verge of being jerked back, when between my quivering eyelids I saw on the sheeny surface of his bulging eye-balls, the cat the damnable, hated cat. The effect was magical. A wave of the most terrific, the most ungovernable fury surged through me.
About the middle of the next day I reached London, and without a moment's pause hurried to the lodgings of my beforementioned friend C . Luckily he was at home, but started at the strange forlorn figure that presented itself. And well indeed he might. My eye-balls were glazed and bloody, my cheeks white as a shroud, my mouth a-jar, my lips blue and quivering.
His eye-balls burn, he wounds the smoking plain, And knots of scarlet ribbon deck his mane. And a demon! Provoking demons all restraint remove. Here is more eighteenth-century "propriety": The hills forget they're fixed, and in their fright Cast off their weight, and ease themselves for flight. The woods, with terror winged, out-fly the wind, And leave the heavy, panting hills behind.
She was speaking to one of them in the language of the Rito, and all around her seemed to be attentively listening. He stared at her, stared, his eye-balls starting from their sockets, his face colouring and then becoming almost black. Had any one seen Tyope at that moment he must have taken him for some baffled and terrified demon from the nether world. He felt neither indignation nor passion.
With starting eye-balls eagerly fixed on the dim outlines of the bluff, the hunted men watched it grow larger and more distinct, and hope began to revive in their breasts when a sharp "ping" of a rifle, followed by the whistle of the ball passing over their heads broke the silence of the wordless chase.
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