“I had other things on my mind too. The Hermitage, for example, and how I meant to reclaim it from its wilderness neglect. I had already spoken to Allen, the supervisor of the craftsmen among the Shed Men, about running electricity out to it, and there were other things I meant to do.

“Of course the mysterious stranger was a real problem, more real than the Shed Men knew. But I was drawing pictures in my mind of how splendid I could make the place. And of how wonderful it would be to take Mona to the island, and how exciting it was that Mona wanted to see it and wasn’t afraid.

“Dreaming of all this, conniving and planning, dreaming of Mona tomorrow and whether we could escape to Europe, I struggled to be true and faithful to Goblin, when quite suddenly he stiffened and, squeezing my hand, said in his telepathic voice:

“Be careful. He comes. He thinks I don’t know him and he means harm.

“At once he vanished. Or at least he was gone from my vision, and at the same time the floodlights went out as if someone had tripped the switch. I found myself plunged into relative darkness.

“Instantly, an arm came up and hooked around my neck and a hand grasped my left arm behind my back tightly. I struggled but it was useless. My free right hand couldn’t do a thing against either grip, and the voice of the stranger spoke in my ear softly.

“ ‘Call for help and I’ll kill you. Turn your spirit friend loose on me and I’ll kill you. You and all your dreams will be gone.’’

“I was in a rage. ‘I fought you once,’ I growled. ‘I’ll fight you again.’

“ ‘You’re not listening.’ His voice was low. It had no sound of menace. ‘If your familiar strikes out at me again, you’ll die here now.’

“ ‘So what’s holding you back? Why don’t you break my neck now?’ I was furious.

“ ‘Really,’ he said in my ear, ‘you are the thinking man’s victim.’

“ ‘I’m nobody’s victim,’ I responded.

“ ‘Of course not, because you’re going to do what I want.’

“ ‘Which is what?’ I asked. Remembering some advice from long ago, I tried to turn my head to one side so he wouldn’t have full pressure on my larynx, but he only tightened his grasp on both my neck and my arm. I was in pain.