Dead Men Tell No Tales

of fear which was cruelly quick to follow upon my joy. The cottage was still as the tomb. What if I had slept too long!

With trembling hand I found my watch.

Luckily I had wound it in the early morning. I now carried it to the window, drew back the blind, and held it in the moonlight. It was not quite ten o’clock. And yet the cottage was so still - so still.

I stole to the door, opened it by cautious degrees, and saw


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of fear which was cruelly quick to follow upon my joy. The cottage was still as the tomb. What if I had slept too long!

With trembling hand I found my watch.

Luckily I had wound it in the early morning. I now carried it to the window, drew back the blind, and held it in the moonlight. It was not quite ten o’clock. And yet the cottage was so still - so still.

I stole to the door, opened it by cautious degrees, and saw


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