Herbert James Draper Ulysses and the Sirens

Herbert James Draper Ulysses and the SirensHerbert James Draper LamiaHerbert James Draper Lament for Icarus
Have you got any last words?’
YES. I DON’T WANT TO GO.
‘Well. Succinct, anyway.’
Bill Door was amazed to find she was trying to hold his hand. Above him. the hands of midnight came together. There was a whirring from the clock. The door opened. The automata marched out. They clicked to a . They’ve come to make sure it all happens.
‘Bill?’ she said.
He closed his palm over the gold timer.
NOW IT STARTS.
The hoofbeats grew louder, and echoed off the buildings behind them.
REMEMBER: YOU ARE IN NO DANGER.
Bill Door stepped back into the gloom.
Then he reappeared momentarily.
PROBABLY, he added, and retreated into the darkness. Miss Flitworth sat down on the steps of the clock, cradling the body of the girl across her knees.halt on either side of the hour bell, bowed to one another, and raised their hammers.Dong.And then there was the sound of a horse trotting. Miss Flitworth found the edge of her vision filling with purple and blue blotches, like the flashes of after-image with no image to come after. If she jerked her head quickly and peered out of the tail of her eye, she could see small greyclad shapes hovering around the walls. The Revenooers, she thought
‘Bill?’ she ventured.
A mounted figure rode into the square.