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[Quakenbush]

Ory. He was, indeed, so much engrossed in this occupation that the keen
grey eyes went straying whither they listed. Let us follow those eyes.
>From the light of the fire in its cage to the toe of his lordship's
pump, up to the chiselled mantel and the cigarette-box--the
marshal's--perched on the narrow ledge, down to the heavy bell-pull by
the side of the hearth, on to a high-backed chair against the wall, down
again to the floor--all black here, for the light is too distant to show
the carpet's hue--on into the shadows, where something--the table, of
course--shows like a grim bas-relief hewn ou