1 When from dark error's subjugation.
2 In a few minutes there would be complete darkness.
3 It was dark; though I tried my best I could not finish dressing quickly.
4 I stood in the snow, gazing into the troubled darkness and pondered this.
5 The deserted street lamps gleamed sullenly in the snowy darkness like torches at a funeral.
6 She turned her head nearer to me, and it seemed to me in the darkness that she propped herself on her arm.
7 One longed for movement in spite of everything, and I plunged all at once into dark, underground, loathsome vice of the pettiest kind.
8 I walked rapidly through the dark shop into the familiar drawing-room, where there was only one candle burning, and stood still in amazement: there was no one there.
9 It was almost completely dark in the narrow, cramped, low-pitched room, cumbered up with an enormous wardrobe and piles of cardboard boxes and all sorts of frippery and litter.
10 I began saying something, begging her to calm herself, but felt that I did not dare; and all at once, in a sort of cold shiver, almost in terror, began fumbling in the dark, trying hurriedly to get dressed to go.
11 I looked mechanically at the girl who had come in: and had a glimpse of a fresh, young, rather pale face, with straight, dark eyebrows, and with grave, as it were wondering, eyes that attracted me at once; I should have hated her if she had been smiling.