1 Against the dark background of the kitchen she stood up tall and angular, one hand drawing a quilted counterpane to her flat breast, while the other held a lamp.
2 She walked out of the kitchen ahead of them and pausing in the hall raised the lamp at arm's-length, as if to light them up the stairs.
3 She continued to stare at him, the flame of the unshaded lamp bringing out with microscopic cruelty the fretful lines of her face.
4 She stood just as Zeena had stood, a lifted lamp in her hand, against the black background of the kitchen.
5 She set the lamp on the table, and he saw that it was carefully laid for supper, with fresh doughnuts, stewed blueberries and his favourite pickles in a dish of gay red glass.
6 When he returned to the kitchen Mattie had pushed up his chair to the stove and seated herself near the lamp with a bit of sewing.
7 When these nightly duties were performed there was nothing left to do but to bring in the tin candlestick from the passage, light the candle and blow out the lamp.
8 When he re-entered the kitchen the lamp lit up the same scene of shining comfort as on the previous evening.
9 She loved this land so much, without even knowing she loved it, loved it as she loved her mother's face under the lamp at prayer time.
10 Pork, tiptoeing, reached the ring in the chain and drew the lamp slowly down until the table top was brightly bathed in light and the ceiling receded into shadows.
11 Pork took a long spiller from the mantelpiece, lit it from the lamp flame and went into the hall.
12 In the center of the hall the huge ugly lamp, hanging from the ceiling by rusty chains, was completely transformed by twining ivy and wild grapevines that were already withering from the heat.
13 The lamp in the parlor window threw odd golden shadows onto the dark vine-shrouded porch, and the matted tangle of yellow climbing roses and honeysuckle made a wall of mingled fragrance about her.
14 He picked up his hat and bowed and she saw in the light of the lamp that his teeth were showing in a smile beneath his mustache.
15 When twilight came on and Prissy, scurrying like a black wraith, lit a lamp, Melanie became weaker.