"My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. “It is your sister and her husband,” he said. A narrow passage at the north of the Stone Hall led to the Bluebeard's room of this enchanted castle, a place shunned even by the reckless crew who were compelled to pass it. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. Over these hung levels, bevels, squares, and other instruments of measurement. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said.
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