It was so dark, that I could see it in the dim light of the lamp, which shone full upon it, apparently without thinning at all the intensity of its hue.
"I told you," said the woman, "you had better not look into that closet." "What is it ?" I said, with a growing sense of horror.
"It is only your shadow that has found you," she replied.

"Everybody's shadow is ranging up and down looking for him.

I believe you call it by a different name in your world: yours has found you, as every person's is almost certain to do who looks into that closet, especially after meeting one in the forest, whom I dare say you have met." Here, for the first time, she lifted her head, and looked full at me: her mouth was full of long, white, shining teeth; and I knew that I was in the house of the ogre.

I could not speak, but turned and left the house, with the shadow at my heels.

"A nice sort of valet to have," I said to myself bitterly, as I stepped into the sunshine, and, looking over my shoulder, saw that it lay yet blacker in the full blaze of the sunlight.