Hōïchi remained as still as a stone,—and the voice grumbled:—

“No answer!—that won’t do!... Must see where the fellow is.”...

There was a noise of heavy feet mounting upon the verandah. The feet

approached deliberately,—halted beside him. Then, for long

minutes,—during which Hōïchi felt his whole body shake to the beating

of his heart,—there was dead silence.

Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things · 第 17 / 84 题