I did run; I brought the candle which still remained in the gallery. He took it from my hand, held it up, and surveyed the bed, all blackened and scorched, the sheets drenched, the carpet round swimming in water.
Uscii riportando la candela che era rimasta nel corridoio; me la tolse di mano, esaminò il letto annerito dalle fiamme, le lenzuola e il tappeto coperto d'acqua.