“I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. “And you brought her a man, I presume. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. Now drop it.
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