The Eyes (Paperback)

Phil, my dear boy, really -- what's the matter? Why don't you answer? Have you seen the eyes?' Frenham's face was still hidden, and from where I stood behind Culwin I saw the latter, as if under the rebuff of this unaccountable attitude, draw back slowly from his friend. As he did so, the light of the lamp on the table fell full on his congested face, and I caught its reflection in the mirror behind Frenham's head.