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the spirit of the place wove its spell about me Everywhere

there were books; they covered the walls to the

ceiling, with only long French s and an enor the line Above the fireplace a

rand scale of the room From every conceivable

place-from shelves built for the purpose, fro the books, fro, and

from the breast of the chi brilliancy I exclaimed in wonder

and pleasure as Bates paused, his sorcerer's wand in

hand

"Mr Glenarather up candlesticks, and his collection is

very fine He called his place 'The House of a Thousand

Candles' There's only about a hundred here;

but it was one of his conceits that when the house was

finished there would be a thousand lights, he had quite

a joking way, your grandfather It suited his humor

to call it a thousand He enjoyed his own pleasantries,

sir"

"I fancy he did," I replied, staring in bewilderht be randfather would not have them Old

brass and copper were specialties with hilass candlesticks

He held that the crystal was eman and then serve

you some supper"