The Masque of the Red Death


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shrouded in black velvet tapestries that hung all over the ceiling and  
down the walls, falling in heavy folds upon a carpet of the same  
material and hue. But in this chamber only, the colour of the windows  
failed to correspond with the decorations. The panes here were  
scarlet--a deep blood colour. Now in no one of the seven apartments  
was there any lamp or candelabrum, amid the profusion of golden  
ornaments that lay scattered to and fro or depended from the roof.  
There was no light of any kind emanating from lamp or candle within the  
suite of chambers. But in the corridors that followed the suite, there  
stood, opposite to each window, a heavy tripod, bearing a brazier of  
fire, that projected its rays through the tinted glass and so glaringly  
illumined the room. And thus were produced a multitude of gaudy and  
fantastic appearances. But in the western or black chamber the effect  
of the fire-light that streamed upon the dark hangings through the  
blood-tinted panes, was ghastly in the extreme, and produced so wild a  
look upon the countenances of those who entered, that there were few of  
the company bold enough to set foot within its precincts at all.  
It was in this apartment, also, that there stood against the western  
wall, a gigantic clock of ebony. Its pendulum swung to and fro with a  
dull, heavy, monotonous clang; and when the minute-hand made the  
circuit of the face, and the hour was to be stricken, there came from  
the brazen lungs of the clock a sound which was clear and loud and deep  
and exceedingly musical, but of so peculiar a note and emphasis that,  
at each lapse of an hour, the musicians of the orchestra were  
constrained to pause, momentarily, in their performance, to harken to  
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