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Updated: May 21, 2025
The woman led him up another flight of steps to the open door of the house, through a hallway covered with a ragged carpet, where a dilapidated walnut hat-rack stood, up the stairs, threading a dark passage that led into a low-ceiled, stifling room at the very back.
Amelia and the tearful mother took me up the dark little stairway, and introduced me to Death. I still can see the alabaster white face, with its pronounced vein-markings; the straight, thin form, outlined beneath a sheet, in that tiny, low-ceiled, airless garret. What a picture to place before an infant on a sunny Sunday afternoon!
Water for beasts gentlemen could meantime find something less "beastly" than ice-water in the little low-ceiled bar-room on the other side of the road.
The main dinner was over, and the little company from the tender in the great, low-ceiled, empty saloon, were each too tired and too engrossed in self to talk. During the meal Frederick was not aware whether the mammoth body was moving or standing still. The faint, scarcely perceptible quiver seemed too slight to be a sign of the motion of so huge a mass.
The sentiment was turning in favor of the seemingly doomed man. It was an exciting moment when the detective was led into the cabin; as many as could get in, crowded into the low-ceiled room. The old man had rapidly revived, his only attendant being an old man-of-war's-man, who had had a large experience with wounded men.
They two went into the sitting-room now, while Billy raced after the young people who had taken their luncheon, it appeared, and were walking over the hills to a favorite spot known as "Gioli's" beach. Susan liked this room, low-ceiled and wide, which ran the length of the house.
The faint light that filtered in from above showed him a large, low-ceiled vault from which several doorways led off into inky darkness, but there was no need to thread an unknown way, for there before him lay the objects of his search the mad brute had the girl upon the floor, and gorilla-like fingers were clutching frantically at her throat as she struggled to escape the fury of the awful thing upon her.
When he opened his eyes again he was resting, after a fashion, naked between harsh, damp blankets in a narrow, low-ceiled bunk inches too short for one of his stature.
The attack of diphtheria had left a weakened heart and nervous system; the shock had been cruel, and the doctor could promise nothing for the future. "Mother mother!... Dead!" The cry echoed in Julie's ears. It seemed to fill the old, low-ceiled room in which she lay.
It yielded easily, and he found himself looking into a great low-ceiled kitchen, whose ancient black rafters shone in the glow from a huge fireplace, upon whose hearth the remains of a large fire flickered and sent forth a few dying sparks.
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