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A Touch of the Sun
"Then, in Heaven's name, why do you go?" Deane asked amazedly.
"I tell you I can't help it!" Holloway answered with quick impatience. "Before I know it, I'm there. I say, Deane, when people have a touch of the sun, does it make 'em see things that—well, that aren't there, you know?"
"I don't know," Deane said slowly, and stopped, remembering a picture, always with him, of a dim-lit tomb, of a jewelled thing with flaming eyes that crouched upon the floor, of himself, half senseless, dizzy with the dreaded sun-sickness, digging with naked hands at the fallen earth in an agony of idiotic fear.
"Yes, it does," he said decidedly.
Holloway drew a long breath of relief. "Thank Heaven for that! If I hadn't
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