I told him that I was not ‘Alcide. ‘Stay, Saling!’ The butler halted, looking round enquiringly. Wood fancied he recognised. It's certain. 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.
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