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He rubbed his eyes. He felt that chamber wreathing

New sleepiness around him. At his side

He was aware of warmth and quiet breathing.

Twice he sank back, loose-limbed and drowsy-eyed;

But the wind came even there. A sparrow cried

And the wood shone without. Then Dymer rose,

—“Just for one glance,” he said, and went, tip-toes,