when morning came men stared before them crying out that they saw the
Pestilence whom others saw not, and thereafter died, because the green
eyes of the Pestilence had looked into their souls. Chill and damp was
he, yet there came heat from his eyes that parched the souls of men.
Then came the physicians and the men learned in magic, and made the
sign of the physicians and the sign of the men of magic and cast blue
water upon herbs and chanted spells; but still the Pestilence crept
from house to house and still he looked into the souls of men. And the
lives of the people streamed away from Harza, and whither they went is
set in many books. But the Pestilence fed on the light that shines in
the eyes of men, which never appeased his hunger; chiller and damper he
grew, and the heat from his eyes increased when night by night he
galloped through the city, going by stealth no more.

Then did men pray in Harza to the gods, saying:

"High gods! Show clemency to Harza."

And the gods listened to their prayers, but as They listened They
pointed with their fingers and cheered the Pestilence on. And the
Pestilence grew bolder at his masters' voices and thrust his face close
up before the eyes of men.

He could be seen by none saving those he smote. At first he slept by
day, lying in misty hollows, but as his hunger increased he sprang up
even in sunlight and clung to the chests of men and looked down through
their eyes into their souls that shrivelled, until almost he could be
dimly seen even by those he smote not.

Adro, the physician, sat in his chamber with one light burning, making