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WITHOUT, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnum Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess; the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical chances, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.
"Hark at the wind," said Mr. White, who, having seen a fatal mistake after it was too late, was amiably desirous of preventing his son from seeing it.
"I'm listening," said the latter grimly surveying the board as he stretched out his hand. "Check."
"I should hardly think that he'd come tonight, " said his father, with his хэнд poised over the board.
"Mate," replied the son.
"That's the worst of living so far out," bawled Mr. White with sudden and unlooked-for violence; "Of all the beastly, slushy, out of the way places to live in, this is the worst. Pathway's a bog, and the road's a torrent. I don't know what people are thinking about. I suppose because only two houses in the road are let, they think it doesn't matter."
"Never mind, dear," said his wife soothingly; "perhaps you'll win the next one."
Mr. White looked up sharply, just in time to intercept a knowing glance between mother and son. the words died away on his lips, and he hid a guilty grin in his thin grey beard.
"There he is," said Herbert White as the gate banged to loudly and heavy footsteps came toward the door.
The old man rose with hospitable haste, and opening the door, was heard condoling with the new arrival. The new arrival also condoled with himself, so that Mrs. White said, "Tut, tut!" and coughed gently as her husband entered the room followed by a tall, burly man, beadyof eye and rubicund of visage.
"Sergeant-Major Morris," he said, introducing him.

Амелия 2019-09-05 04:19:12

"I should like to see those old temples and fakirs and jugglers," said the old man. "What was that you started telling me the other day about a monkey's paw or something, Morris?""Nothing," said the soldier, hastily. "Leastways nothing worth hearing.""Monkey's paw?" said Mrs. White, curiously."Well, it's just a bit of what you might call magic, perhaps," said the sergeant-major, off-handedly.His three listeners leaned forward eagerly. The visitor absent-mindedly put his empty glass to his li

Альбина 2019-09-05 04:21:05

The visitor absent-mindedly put his empty glass to his lips and then set it down again. His host filled it for him."To look at," said the sergeant-major, fumbling in his pocket, "it's just an ordinary little paw, dried to a mummy."He took something out of his pocket and proffered it. Mrs. White drew back with a grimace, but her son, taking it, examined it curiously.

Вероника Худялова 2019-09-05 04:25:35

"And what is there special about it?" inquired Mr. White as he took it from his son, and having examined it, placed it upon the table."It had a spell put on it by an old fakir," said the sergeant- major, "a very holy man. He wanted to show that fate ruled people's lives, and that those who interfered with it did so to their sorrow.He put a spell on it so that three separate men could each have three wishes from it."

Esenija 2019-09-05 04:33:52

"Well, why don't you have three, sir?" said Herbert White, cleverly.The soldier regarded him in the way that middle age is wont to regard presumptuous youth. "I have," he said, quietly, and his blotchy face whitened."And did you really have the three wishes granted?" asked Mrs. White."I did," said the sergeant-major, and his glass tapped against his strong teeth.

Юра 2019-09-05 04:42:21

"And has anybody else wished?" inquired the old lady."The first man had his three wishes, yes," was the reply. "I don't know what the first two were, but the third was for death. That's how I got the paw."His tones were so grave that a hush fell upon the group."If you've had your three wishes, it's no good to you now, then, Morris," said the old man at last. "What do you keep it for?"

Zheka Kozhuhalov 2019-09-05 04:50:52

The soldier shook his head. "Fancy, I suppose," he said, slowly. "I did have some idea of selling it, but I don't think I will. It has caused enough mischief already. Besides, people won't buy. They think it's a fairy-tale, some of them, and those who do think anything of it want to try it first and pay me afterwards.""If you could have another three wishes," said the old man, eying him keenly, "would you have them?""I don't know," said the other. "I don't know."He took the paw, and dangling 

Анжелика Ташаева 2019-09-05 04:52:48

dangling it between his front finger and thumb, suddenly threw it upon the fire. White, with a slight cry, stoopeddown and snatched it off."Better let it burn," said the soldier, solemnly.""If you don't want it, Morris," said the old man, "give it to me.""I won't," said his friend, doggedly. "I threw it on the fire. If you keep it, don't blame me for what happens. Pitch it on the fire again, like a sensible man."

Валерий Цокаленко 2019-09-05 04:53:48

The other shook his head and examined his new possession closely. "How do you do it?" he inquired."Hold it up in your right хэнд and wish aloud," said the sergeant-major, "but I warn you of the consequences.""Sounds like the Arabian Nights," said Mrs. White, as she rose and began to set the supper."Don't you think you might wish for four pairs of hands for me?"

Krysinskij Jurij 2019-09-05 05:02:40

Her husband drew the talisman from his pocket, and then all three burst into laughter as the sergeant-major, with a look of alarm on his face, caught him by the arm."If you must wish," he said, gruffly, "wish for something sensible."Mr. White dropped it back into his pocket, and placing chairs, motioned his friend to the table.

София Понотарева 2019-09-05 05:09:43

In the business of supper, the talisman was partly forgotten, and afterwards the three sat listening in an enthralled fashion to a second installment of the soldier's adventures in India.