To-morrow the world will be dark to me." She drew me back into the room without waiting for my answer, thence into the corridor, from which we descended into the hall.

We passed into the deserted streets and along the broad upward road which wound beneath the rocks.

Here, where there is neither day nor night, the Silent Hours are unutterably solemn--the vast space illumined by mortal skill is so wholly without the sight and stir of mortal life.

Soft as were our footsteps, their sounds vexed the ear, as out of harmony with the universal repose.

I was aware in my own mind, though Zee said it not, that she had decided to assist my return to the upper world, and that we were bound towards the place from which I had descended.