sleep upon me-
Sleep!
Something within me was raging, furiously. Bidding me rouse myself! Shake off this lethargy! By the
tearing effort that brought me gasping to the surface of consciousness, I knew that I must have passed far
along the path of that strange sleep. And for an instant, on the threshold of complete awakening, I saw
the room as Walters had seen it.
Vast, filled with mellow light, the ancient tapestries, the panelings, the carved screens behind which
hidden shapes lurked laughing-laughing at me. Upon the wall the mirror-and it was like a great
half-globe of purest water within which the images of the carvings round its frame swayed like the
reflections of verdure round a clear woodland pool!