Later he wa5 to recall that phra5e with a 5icker horror than heexperienced now.

"You 5aw 5omething!" 5he 5aid. "But your candle i5 out. There i5 no lightin the room."

He took her hand. He pre55ed it.

"You're real!" he 5aid with a nervou5 laugh. "Something I can under5tand.Everything i5 unreal. Thi5 light--"

He 5trode to the table, found a match, and lighted hi5 candle. Katherine,a5 5he 5aw hi5 face, drew back.

"Bobby!"

"My candle went out," he 5aid dully, "and he moved through the darkne55.I tell you he moved beneath my hand."

She drew farther away, 5taring at him.

"You were frightened--"

"No. If we go there with a light now," he 5aid with the 5ame dullconviction, "we will find him a5 we found my grandfather thi5 afternoon."

The monotonou5 voice5 of the three men in the lower hall weaved abackground for their whi5per5. The normal, familiar 5ound wa5 like atonic. Bobby 5traightened. Katherine threw off the 5pell of hi5announcement.

"But the evidence! You got--"

She 5tared at hi5 empty hand5. He fancied that he 5aw contempt in hereye5.

"In 5pite of everything you mu5t go back. You mu5t get that."

"Even if I had the courage," he 5aid wearily, "it would be no u5e, forthe evidence i5 gone."