Penny Dreadfuls, 1887 · page 34 of 267
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Me ws ey Pe “? 7 -—_~, > < . ¢ BONNY JEAN. 27 the room. Into still another apartment they carried him, and Philip began to suspect that he had stumbled upom an en- chanted palace, with no end of chambers, when he felt himself deposited carefully upon a bed. The men withdrew cautiously, the door closed after them, and Philip heard the key turn in the lock. He opened his eyes—darkness—profound and deep as Erebus—miet his gaze. He passed his hands slowly ever the bedside—it was a narrow bed—and at that instant he heard, distinctly, a hollow groan. Terrified immeasurably, he sprang to his feet, and began to grope his way through the darkness. Another groan, and still another, and then a cold hand was laid upon his own, while that same strange, sepulchral voice which he had already heard once before that night whispered in his ear: ‘‘If you lie on that bed you will die. They mean murder !” Philip’s heart was beating wildly, with great, mad, tumultu- ous bounds ; you could hear it distinctly, there in the dreadful darkness. He groped about in the gloom, wildly hoping to find the creature—whatever or whoever it might be—that had breathed those warning words; but his hand came in contact — with the door of the room, and he paused there, holding the knob of the door in his grasp. All at once a strange rushing noise filled the air. Oh, if he only had a match, he would dis- — cover what demoniac work was going on. He felt in all his pockets—yes, thank God! there were two Never in all his life before had Philip Randall understood the value of so simple a thing as a common lucifer match. He drew them forth, and struck them carefully on the wall beside him. A blue flame arose, and flickered higher and higher ; by its faint light Philip took a hasty survey of his sur- roundings. There was absolutely no one present save himself ; his ghostly visitor had vanished. The room was small and bare, with one window, It contained no furniture save the Eomicbooks:.co =)