Pulling the Brass Cord

I wriggled straight out of that leather pencil cup and landed boots-first on the polished oak desk! Towering right above me was the heavy brass banker's lamp, with a glossy green glass hood casting a cool shadow over the wood. Dangling just under the shade was a braided brass beaded pull chain with a rounded teardrop pendant at the end. That looked like a real mechanical switch! I leaped onto an open leather notebook, took a running spring, and snatched the little metal weight with both gloves. Rattle-clack! My weight tugged the cord downward until a loud, snappy click rattled right through the metal! The whole emerald shade instantly lit up with a brilliant, warm amber blaze. Yahoo! Morning power fully unlocked!