Tempt you to be of two minds, to turn aside, to turn back.

For, so surely as you do, you will find the hell of disappointment, the hell of failure and regret, waiting wide-mouthed to swallow you, and whatever span of life may remain to you, bodily up." He checked himself, breaking off abruptly, the veil lowered again, the curtain drawn into place.
"There," he said, "we have talked enough, perhaps more than enough.

You have a long day before you to-morrow, so my dear boy, go to bed.

My quarters are down here." He made a gesture towards the dark corridor opening off the far side of the hall.
"You know your way?
The room on the right of the landing." "Yes.

I know my way, thanks, sir," Tom answered-- And, thus dismissed, went on upstairs, carrying the silver flat candlestick, while his shadow, black on the panelled wall, mounted beside him grotesquely prancing step by step.
The furnishing of his room was of a piece with all below, solid yet not uncomely.