He had told everything straight out to this quiet, fatherly manhis terrors, his shrinking from the unfamiliar atmosphere of thought to which he had awakened, it seemed, a few months before, his sense that Christianity had lost its spirit, and, above all, the strange absence of any definite religious emotion in himself.

For we caught the "griesly terror," Ráhu, at his horrid work, towards the end of May, four years ago.