Leontina came and was swallowed up� . No, it was Ethel who was trying to speak to him � trying to warn� . She waved her hands in frantic despair� . She was gone� . A pale face � dark, dishevelled hair� . Jack� . How he had changed! He was in the circle of the vampire’s transforming might. “Jack,” he cried. Surely Jack had something to explain � something to tell him � some word that if spoken would bring rest to his soul. He saw the words rise to the boy’s lips, but before he had time to utter them his image also had vanished. And Reginald � Reginald, too, was gone� . There was only the mighty brain � panting � whirling� . Then there was nothing� . The annihilation of Ernest Fielding was complete.

Vacantly he stared at the walls, at the room and at his master. The latter was wiping the sweat from