Leaning his head against the door-post he stood in the next room, and heard some one shrieking and moaning in a way he had never heard till then, and he knew that these sounds were produced by what once was Kitty.
Col capo contro lo stipite della porta, stava in piedi nella stanza attigua e sentiva uno stridio, un mugghio da lui non mai prima sentito, e sapeva che gridava quella cosa informe che prima era Kitty.