Your eyes will soon accustom themselves to the lack of light.

I see you quite well." "Oh, I am all right now," and he sank into the vacant chair, facing her, expectantly.

"You wished to speak with me, the servant said." "Yes," she leaned back against the couch on which she rested, with face now clearly revealed, one hand nervously twirling a fan.

"Although it is not easy for me to transform into words exactly what I mean.

This is a very strange situation in which we find ourselves, Captain West." "I have felt so," he admitted, surprised at this beginning.