Now does Sir Leicester become worse, restless, uneasy, and in great pain. Volumnia, lighting a candle (with a predestined aptitude for doing something objectionable), is bidden to put it out again, for it is not yet dark enough. Yet it is very dark too, as dark as it will be all night. By and by she tries again. No! Put it out. It is not dark enough yet.
His old housekeeper is the first to understand that he is striving to uphold the fiction with himself that it is not growing late.

Now does Sir Leicester become worse; restless, uneasy, and in great pain. Volumnia, lighting a candle, is told to put it out again, for it is not yet dark enough. Yet it is very dark by now. By and by she tries again. No! Put it out. It is not yet dark enough.
His old housekeeper realises that he is striving to uphold the fiction that it is not growing late.
