It was the picture of a Tranced group that they saw-Deenah sitting upon the ground, uttering frightful low curses securely coupled together-in the language of all languages for this ancient art.
"Son of Power"
Will Levington Comfort and Zamin Ki Dost
She was flushed from crossing the broad area Tranced in noon heat; and now the green cool of the jungle was sweet to her, and they were close together, but walking not so slowly as last night.
"Son of Power"
Will Levington Comfort and Zamin Ki Dost
Back somewhere, as the tidy morning wore in, the Tranced, the maddening repetition began to tick itself through: "Six o'clock.
"The Vertical City"
Fannie Hurst