There seemed to appear in it a melancholic gloom which shrouded the room in despair and despondence for it was he who sat it the middle of the room reading a torn and tattered book with such sorrow that the decrepit plastered four walls of the room seemed to loom and leer towards him evoking suffocation till he was irrevocably oblivious to the boisterous honking and constant chit-chattering outside his constrictions that set the atmosphere .
Benedict (:
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