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"
As
for
the
ink
,
"
said
Faria
,
"
I
told
you
how
I
managed
to
obtain
that
--
and
I
only
just
make
it
from
time
to
time
,
as
I
require
it
.
"
"
One
thing
still
puzzles
me
,
"
observed
Dantes
,
"
and
that
is
how
you
managed
to
do
all
this
by
daylight
?
"
"
I
worked
at
night
also
,
"
replied
Faria
.
"
Night
!
--
why
,
for
heaven
's
sake
,
are
your
eyes
like
cats
'
,
that
you
can
see
to
work
in
the
dark
?
"
"
Indeed
they
are
not
;
but
God
his
supplied
man
with
the
intelligence
that
enables
him
to
overcome
the
limitations
of
natural
conditions
.
I
furnished
myself
with
a
light
.
"
"
You
did
?
Pray
tell
me
how
.
"
"
I
separated
the
fat
from
the
meat
served
to
me
,
melted
it
,
and
so
made
oil
--
here
is
my
lamp
.
"
So
saying
,
the
abbe
exhibited
a
sort
of
torch
very
similar
to
those
used
in
public
illuminations
.
"
But
light
?
"
"
Here
are
two
flints
and
a
piece
of
burnt
linen
.
"
"
And
matches
?
"
