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The red Room: (H.G Wells Classics Collection)

The red Room: (H.G Wells Classics Collection)

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN10: 1507661452
ISBN13: 9781507661451
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Jan 21 2015
Pages: 30
Weight: 0.12
Height: 0.06 Width: 5.98 Depth: 9.02
Language: English
I can assure you, said I, that it will take a very tangible ghost to frighten me. And I stood up before the fire with my glass in my hand. It is your own choosing, said the man with the withered arm, and glanced at me askance. Eight-and-twenty years, said I, I have lived, and never a ghost have I seen as yet. The old woman sat staring hard into the fire, her pale eyes wide open. Ay, she broke in; and eight-and-twenty years you have lived and never seen the likes of this house, I reckon. There's a many things to see, when one's still but eight-and-twenty. She swayed her head slowly from side to side. A many things to see and sorrow for. I half suspected the old people were trying to enhance the spiritual terrors of their house by their droning insistence. I put down my empty glass on the table and looked about the room, and caught a glimpse of myself, abbreviated and broadened to an impossible sturdiness, in the queer old mirror at the end of the room. Well, I said, if I see anything to-night, I shall be so much the wiser. For I come to the business with an open mind.

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