"Hallo, my friend!" he cries again. "Hallo! Hallo!"
As he rattles on the door, the candle which has drooped so long goes out and leaves him in the dark, with the gaunt eyes in the shutters staring down upon the bed.
"Hallo, my friend!" cries Tulkinghorn again. "Hallo! Hallo!"
And the drooping candle goes out and leaves him in the dark, with the gaunt eyes in the shutters staring down upon the bed.