The Return of Chorb
It was Chorb screaming. He had woken up sometime after midnight, had turned on his side, and had seen his wife lying beside him. He screamed horribly, with visceral force. The white specter of a woman sprang off the bed (34).
The girl and the lackey remained in the corridor. They exchanged a frightened glance and bent their heads to listen. But in the room all was silence. It seemed incredible that there should be three people. Not a single sound came from there.
"They don’t speak," whispered the lackey, and put his finger to his lips (38-9).