Lilly drew the curtains, switched off the central light, put the green-shaded electric lamp on the table, and the two men drew up to the meal.

It was good food, well cooked and hot.
Certainly Lilly's hands were no longer clean: but it was clean dirt, as he said.
Aaron sat in the low arm-chair at table.

So his face was below, in the full light.

Lilly sat high on a small chair, so that his face was in the green shadow.

Aaron was handsome, and always had that peculiar well-dressed look of his type.