The Safety Curtain, and Other Stories by Ethel M. (Ethel May) Dell
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to her husband's arm. "I'm not a bit frightened, darling, only sort of
creepy at the back. But there's nobody here but you and me, is there?" "Nobody," said Merryon. "And will you please come and see if there are any snakes or scorpions before I begin to undress?" she said. "The very fact of looking under my bed makes my hair stand on end." He went with her and made a thorough investigation, finding nothing. "That's all right," she said, with a sigh of relief. "And yet, somehow, I feel as if something is waiting round the corner to pounce out on us. Is it Fate, do you think? Or just my silly fancy?" "I think it is probably your startled nerves, dear," he said, smiling a little. She assented with a half-suppressed shudder. "But I'm sure something will happen directly," she said. "I'm sure. I'm sure." "Well, I shall only be in the next room if it does," he said. He was about to leave her, but she sprang after him, clinging to his arm. "And you won't be late, will you?" she pleaded. "I can't sleep without you. Ah, what is that? What is it? What is it?" Her voice rose almost to a shriek. A sudden loud knocking had broken through the endless patter of the rain. |
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