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"
Then
tread
softly
and
don
’
t
speak
,
for
everyone
is
asleep
.
"
We
passed
quietly
down
the
lamp
-
lit
Persian
-
rugged
hall
,
and
through
the
door
at
the
farther
end
.
All
was
dark
in
the
stone
corridor
,
but
a
stable
lantern
hung
on
a
hook
,
and
my
host
took
it
down
and
lit
it
.
There
was
no
grating
visible
in
the
passage
,
so
I
knew
that
the
beast
was
in
its
cage
.
"
Come
in
!
"
said
my
relative
,
and
opened
the
door
.
A
deep
growling
as
we
entered
showed
that
the
storm
had
really
excited
the
creature
.
In
the
flickering
light
of
the
lantern
,
we
saw
it
,
a
huge
black
mass
coiled
in
the
corner
of
its
den
and
throwing
a
squat
,
uncouth
shadow
upon
the
whitewashed
wall
.
Its
tail
switched
angrily
among
the
straw
.
"
Poor
Tommy
is
not
in
the
best
of
tempers
,
"
said
Everard
King
,
holding
up
the
lantern
and
looking
in
at
him
.
"
What
a
black
devil
he
looks
,
doesn
’
t
he
?
I
must
give
him
a
little
supper
to
put
him
in
a
better
humour
.
Would
you
mind
holding
the
lantern
for
a
moment
?
"
I
took
it
from
his
hand
and
he
stepped
to
the
door
.
"
His
larder
is
just
outside
here
,
"
said
he
.
"
You
will
excuse
me
for
an
instant
won
’
t
you
?
"
He
passed
out
,
and
the
door
shut
with
a
sharp
metallic
click
behind
him
.
That
hard
crisp
sound
made
my
heart
stand
still
.
A
sudden
wave
of
terror
passed
over
me
.
A
vague
perception
of
some
monstrous
treachery
turned
me
cold
.
I
sprang
to
the
door
,
but
there
was
no
handle
upon
the
inner
side
.
"
Here
!
"
I
cried
.
"
Let
me
out
!
"
