On the table before him stood a lamp with a shade.

The sides and corners of the big room were left in shadow.

His eyes looked dreamy and concentrated, not altogether tranquil; his face looked tired and had grown a little thinner.

He really was ill with a swollen face; but the story of a tooth having been knocked out was an exaggeration.

One had been loosened, but it had grown into its place again: he had had a cut on the inner side of the upper lip, but that, too, had healed.