plague's-goblins

Updated: May 21, 2025

At the gate, Wutzler held aloft his glow-worm lantern. "Dose fellows catch me?" he mumbled, "Der plagues dey will forget me. All zo many shoots, kugel, der bullet, 'gilt's mir, oder gilt es dir? Men are dead in der Silk-Weafer Street. Dey haf hong up nets, and dorns, to keep out der plague's-goblins off deir house. Listen, now, dey beat gongs! But we are white men. You you tell me zo, to-night!"

Henry Milner Rideout - Dragon's blood