She creaked, groaned, and rattled; but that was only her way of yawning when she awoke. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. It might be three yards in width, and a few more in length; but it was covered with ooze and slime, and the waves continually broke over it. A dressing-room then.
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