Sax Rohmer,
The Green Eyes of Bast — XIX. THE MAN ON THE TOWER
(1920)
“ I asked, still leaning out of the window and filled with a great wonderment."Never mind," he panted. "Don't! Can I come up?"Something now in the breathless speech of the man below struck me as oddly familiar. But yet so dense was I that I failed to recognize the truth of the matter, and:"Certainly," I said. "I will bring a light down to show you the way, if you have business with me.""No light!" he cried hoarsely. "If you value your life, don't strike a match!" ”
