She did not move, nor make a sound, but quite suddenly a pair of
enormous birds, beaked and clawed like eagles and black as sin, made a
whistling rush down past Harker's head and returned, circling. Harker
sat down again.
The girl's strange eyes moved from him, upward to the crack in the
hillside whence he had come. Her lips didn't move, but her voice--or
something--spoke clearly inside Harker's head.
"You came from--There." _There_ had tremendous feeling in it, and none
of it nice.