y and commandingly: "O come on!" The general effort that succeeded took them round, and so at last they reached the back door, where the leader and a disturbed old woman whom Anthony assumed to be the housekeeper were waiting.
"Upstairs," she said, "to his own bedroom. Look, I'll show you. Dear, dear. O do be careful"--and so on till at last Berringer was laid on his bed, and, still under the directions of the housekeeper, undressed and got into it.
"I've telephoned to a doctor," the leader said to Anthony, who had withdrawn from the undressing process. "It's very curious: his breathing's normal; his heart seems all right. Shock, I suppose. If he saw that damned thing--You couldn't see what happened?"
"Not very well," said Anthony. "We saw him fall, and--and----It was a lioness that got away, wasn't it? Not a lion?"
The other looked at him suspiciously. "Of course it wasn't a lion," he said. "There's been no lion in these parts that I ever heard of, and only one lioness, a
Charles Walter Stansby Williams (1886 – 1945) was a British poet, novelist, theologian, literary critic, and a member of the Inklings which put him in intimate contact with many prominent authors of his day.
Though a prolific writer of essays and poems, Williams is best known today for his seven novels, published from 1930 to 1945.
Considered by many to be supernatural fantasies set in modern day, the novels are not to be considered light reading. One does not read Williams as much as invest in him. Because of his literary depth, his writings have had a profound effect on many authors, notably C.S. Lewis, T. S. Eliot, W.H. Auden, and Tim Powers.
In The Place of the Lion (1931), Platonic archetypes begin to appear throughout England wreaking havoc and death as unsuspecting humanity attempts to deal with the manifestations and their spreading influence.
Readers who are willing to work at reading instead of being spoon-fed by the author will find a veritable banquet in the pages of any Charles Williams novel.
Craig Alan Loewen