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I
could
still
hear
Silvio
,
but
his
mewing
came
from
close
under
;
a
moment
later
I
could
feel
him
piteously
crouching
on
my
foot
.
Then
the
last
spark
of
light
disappeared
,
and
through
the
Egyptian
darkness
I
could
see
the
faint
line
of
white
around
the
window
blinds
.
I
felt
that
the
time
had
come
to
speak
;
so
I
pulled
off
my
respirator
and
called
out
:
"
Shall
I
turn
up
the
light
?
"
There
was
no
answer
;
so
before
the
thick
smoke
choked
me
,
I
called
again
but
more
loudly
:
"
Mr.
Trelawny
,
shall
I
turn
up
the
light
?
"
He
did
not
answer
;
but
from
across
the
room
I
heard
Margaret
's
voice
,
sounding
as
sweet
and
clear
as
a
bell
:
"
Yes
,
Malcolm
!
"
I
turned
the
tap
and
the
lamps
flashed
out
.
But
they
were
only
dim
points
of
light
in
the
midst
of
that
murky
ball
of
smoke
.
In
that
thick
atmosphere
there
was
little
possibility
of
illumination
.
I
ran
across
to
Margaret
,
guided
by
her
white
dress
,
and
caught
hold
of
her
and
held
her
hand
.
She
recognised
my
anxiety
and
said
at
once
:
"
I
am
all
right
.
"
"
Thank
God
!
"
I
said
.
"
How
are
the
others
?
Quick
,
let
us
open
all
the
windows
and
get
rid
of
this
smoke
!
"
To
my
surprise
,
she
answered
in
a
sleepy
way
:
"
They
will
be
all
right
.
They
wo
n't
get
any
harm
.
"
I
did
not
stop
to
inquire
how
or
on
what
ground
she
formed
such
an
opinion
,
but
threw
up
the
lower
sashes
of
all
the
windows
,
and
pulled
down
the
upper
.
Then
I
threw
open
the
door
.
A
few
seconds
made
a
perceptible
change
as
the
thick
,
black
smoke
began
to
roll
out
of
the
windows
.
Then
the
lights
began
to
grow
into
strength
and
I
could
see
the
room
.
All
the
men
were
overcome
.
Beside
the
couch
Doctor
Winchester
lay
on
his
back
as
though
he
had
sunk
down
and
rolled
over
;
and
on
the
farther
side
of
the
sarcophagus
,
where
they
had
stood
,
lay
Mr.
Trelawny
and
Mr.
Corbeck
.
It
was
a
relief
to
me
to
see
that
,
though
they
were
unconscious
,
all
three
were
breathing
heavily
as
though
in
a
stupor
.
Margaret
still
stood
behind
the
couch
.
She
seemed
at
first
to
be
in
a
partially
dazed
condition
;
but
every
instant
appeared
to
get
more
command
of
herself
.
She
stepped
forward
and
helped
me
to
raise
her
father
and
drag
him
close
to
a
window
.
Together
we
placed
the
others
similarly
,
and
she
flew
down
to
the
dining-room
and
returned
with
a
decanter
of
brandy
.
This
we
proceeded
to
administer
to
them
all
in
turn
.
It
was
not
many
minutes
after
we
had
opened
the
windows
when
all
three
were
struggling
back
to
consciousness
.
During
this
time
my
entire
thoughts
and
efforts
had
been
concentrated
on
their
restoration
;
but
now
that
this
strain
was
off
,
I
looked
round
the
room
to
see
what
had
been
the
effect
of
the
experiment
.
The
thick
smoke
had
nearly
cleared
away
;
but
the
room
was
still
misty
and
was
full
of
a
strange
pungent
acrid
odour
.
The
great
sarcophagus
was
just
as
it
had
been
.
The
coffer
was
open
,
and
in
it
,
scattered
through
certain
divisions
or
partitions
wrought
in
its
own
substance
,
was
a
scattering
of
black
ashes
.
