A VENTURE IN THE DARK It is occasion for deep regret that I was so blind to my opportunities for learning much relative to this strange people.

During those hours of trial my thoughts were so occupied with our own dangers, it was merely incidentally I considered anything else.

No small temptation now assails me to record many things I believe true, things I remember vaguely; but I pass the temptation by, determined to write only what I may vouch for as of my own observation.
I remained silent, leaning against the wall and making vigorous use of my pipe, a long time after De Noyan fell peacefully asleep.

While the fast fading daylight clung dimly to the interior, my eyes were fastened upon his upturned face, almost boyish in the unconsciousness of repose, and I began to feel pity for his weakness, my anger against him fading away.

As the darkness became pronounced I remained there still, my sleepless eyes paying small heed to night, the scenes I saw being of the brain, memory awakening to paint with glowing colors across the black screen.