N through the night. Outside, a clattering vehicle whipped past over the
rough stones, the driver swearing at his team. The day was coming at
last. Did I wish it? Perhaps the night were kinder, for it at least
obscured my misery. I almost prayed the darkness might last. CHAPTER XI
THE DAWN AND THE DUSK Gradually, so gradually the change could hardly be
observed, the inner grating of the window became visible; the chinks
between the edges of the stones assumed distinctness. A ghostly blotch
grew into a fact upon the floor. A leaden hue, less black than the
pulsing sea of ink about it, spread and spread, lighter and lighter,
until it invaded the dim recesses where I stood. My hand became once
more a tangible possession, unreal and grim, yet all my own. The
opposite wall loomed up, my utmost frontier of the domain of certainty.
Dimmer, darker, more obscure, the door, a vast unexplored cavern
gathered to itself the hobgoblins of evil and gave them shelter. As
still as the creeping on of day we two men stood, glaring at each other
and watched it come. Exactly when I began to see him I could not say.
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