1 I could see nothing else but black darkness.
2 "Yes," said a voice from the darkness beneath.
3 Now, waxwork and skeleton seemed to have dark eyes that moved and looked at me.
4 It had been almost dark before, but now it seemed quite dark, and soon afterwards very dark.
5 This course I decided on while I was yet groping about in the darkness for the means of getting a light.
6 The shape of the letters on my father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair.
7 She took it up, and we went through more passages and up a staircase, and still it was all dark, and only the candle lighted us.
8 The sudden exclusion of the night, and the substitution of black darkness in its place, warned me that the man had closed a shutter.
9 He then put up the pocket-book and set the candle a little aside, after peering round it into the darkness at Joe and me, to ascertain which was which.
10 Certain wintry branches of candles on the high chimney-piece faintly lighted the chamber; or it would be more expressive to say, faintly troubled its darkness.
11 In the heavy air of the room, and the heavy darkness that brooded in its remoter corners, I even had an alarming fancy that Estella and I might presently begin to decay.
12 As the days wore on, and no ill news came, as the day closed in and darkness fell, my overshadowing dread of being disabled by illness before to-morrow morning altogether mastered me.
13 After overhearing this dialogue, I should assuredly have got down and been left in the solitude and darkness of the highway, but for feeling certain that the man had no suspicion of my identity.
14 We were joined by no stragglers from the village, for the weather was cold and threatening, the way dreary, the footing bad, darkness coming on, and the people had good fires in-doors and were keeping the day.
15 But I must have lost it longer than I had thought, since, although I could recognize nothing in the darkness and the fitful lights and shadows of our lamps, I traced marsh country in the cold damp wind that blew at us.
16 To stand in the dark in a mysterious passage of an unknown house, bawling Estella to a scornful young lady neither visible nor responsive, and feeling it a dreadful liberty so to roar out her name, was almost as bad as playing to order.
17 When I awoke without having parted in my sleep with the perception of my wretchedness, the clocks of the Eastward churches were striking five, the candles were wasted out, the fire was dead, and the wind and rain intensified the thick black darkness.
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