Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 37 of 399
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Edina. 27 black gauze trimmed with white ribbons, with silver bracelets and other ornaments, and looked eharmuing?y lovely. They were in mourning for Dr. Raynor. “Tl ring forthe lights,” said Charles. “TI can’t see.” The speaking had aroused the Major. ‘We don't want lights yet,” saidhe. “It is pleasanter as it is.” “Sing the songs you know by heart,” whispered William Stane . After all, they are the best and sweetest.” Presently Lamb came in of his own accord with the wax lights. The Major, waking up again, made no objection now, but forbade the shutters to be closed. “Tt’s a pity to shut out that moonlight,” said he. Not that the moon- light could have benefited him much, for in another minute he was asleep again. He had grown strangely drowsy of late. So the room was lighted up, and the moonlight streamed in at the window. Frank entered. He had been sitting upstairs with his wife, who was still very ill, Taking up his position at the window, he listened silently to the song then in progress. Charles came up to him. “* How is she to-night, Frank ? ” “No better. If—Look there!” he suddenly exclaimed, his voice sunk to a whisper. Some one had walked deliberately by, outside the window, gazing at what there might be to see within the room. Was it the Tiger? Frank’s heart beat nineteen to the dozen. “Did you see him, Charley ?” “Who was it?” whispered Charley. “T’m hardly sure ; he passed so quickly. The Tiger, I conclude. Yes, I am sure of it. I know the cut of his head.” “What consummate impudence, to be tresspassing here!” Both of them left the room, made their way to aside door, and looked out. No one was in sight: and yet, whoever had passed must have come that way. “He has turned back,” said Charley: and he advanced cautiously amid the shrubs, that skied that end of the house, to look round at the front. No. Not 2 soul was to be seen or heard. Had he scampered straight across the lawn and made off? It seemed ]‘ke it. “I wonder what it’s coming to !” cried Charley. ‘Could we have him warned off the estate, I wonder?” “ Hardly,” spoke Frank in a dreamy tone. ““T cannot think what he does here,” exclaimed Charles. “If he had any evil intentions, he—he would have acted upon them before now.” “You mean as to yourself, Charley. Rely upon it, you are out of the matter altogether. id “‘ Who's in it, then ? comicbooks.com y