THE UNDYING THING
Both men ran down the staircase as though there were not another moment to lose. Sir Edric rushed at the dining-room door, opened it a little, and looked in. Then he turned to Guerdon, who was just behind him.
'Go back to your room,' he said authoritatively.
'I won't,' said Guerdon. 'Why? What is it?'
Suddenly the corners of Sir Edric's mouth shot outward into the hideous grin of terror.
'It's there! It's there!' he gasped.
'Then I come in with you.'
'Go back!'
With a sudden movement, Sir Edric thrust Guerdon away from the door, and then, quick as light, darted in, and locked the door behind him.
Guerdon bent down and listened. He heard Sir Edric say in a firm voice:
'Who are you? What are you?'
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