George Bellows Stag at Sharkey's

George Bellows Stag at Sharkey'sGeorge Bellows Dempsey and FirpoThomas Moran Ulysses and the Sirens
She realized what he was at the same moment, and snatched herself away from his bare chest to crouch in the corner of the dark landing like a cat at bay. And there was a cat beside her, to his astonishment: a large wildcat, as tall as his knee, fur on end, teeth bared, tail erect.
She put her hand on the cat's back and licked her dry lips, watching his every movement.
Will stood up slowly.
"Who are you?"
"Lyra Silvertongue," she said.
"Do you live then another shift in things took place, because he realized that they, both girl and stoat, were profoundly afraid of him, as much as if he'd been a ghost.
"I haven't got a demon," he said. "I don't know what you mean." Then, "Oh! Is that your demon?"
She stood up slowly. The stoat curled himself here?""No," she said vehemently."Then what is this place? This city?""I don't know.""Where do you come from?""From my world. It's joined on. Where's your daemon?"His eyes widened. Then he saw something extraordinary happen to the cat: it leaped into her arms, and when it got there, it changed shape. Now it was a red-brown stoat with a cream throat and belly, and it glared at him as ferociously as the girl herself. But