Half way up he found that the man in the sad-colored raiment was following him.

He raised his brows, but being in a taciturn humor, and having, moreover, to shield the flame from the wind that drove down the stair, he said nothing, going on in silence to the landing, and to the great eastward-facing room that had been his father's, and which now he meant to make his own.

There were candles on the table, the dresser, and the mantelshelf.

He lit them all, and the room changed from a place of shadows and monstrous shapes to a gentleman's bedchamber,--somewhat sparsely furnished, but of a comfortable and cheerful aspect.

A cloth lay upon the floor, the windows were curtained, and the bed had fresh hangings of green and white Kidderminster.