H. Rider Haggard,
Allan and the Holy Flower — Chapter XVI
(1915)
“ There was another scuffle, just to my left—Hans sat between me and the Kalubi—followed by a single prolonged wail."The king-man has gone," whispered Hans. "I felt him go as though a wind had blown him away. Where he was there is nothing but a hole."Of a sudden the moon shone out from behind the clouds. In its sickly light about half-way between us and the edge of the clearing, say thirty yards off, I saw—oh! what did I see! The devil destroying a lost soul. At least, that is what it looked like. A huge, grey-black creature, grotesquely human in its shape, had the thin Kalubi in its grip. ”
