Now and then he was demoniacally jubilant, and sent a whoop over the meadows and was startled at the echo of his own voice.

The old man—indeed he seemed an old man now—cringed, and the wrinkles came out in his face till he was demoniacally ugly.

The great Belgian's volcanic and almost demoniacally virile imagination had appealed to him from the first, as no other had ever done.