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It was past twelve o’clock when I awoke, and the sun was streaming in through the curtains of my room in long slanting beams of dusty gold. I told my servant that I would be at home to no one; and a
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It was past twelve o’clock when I awoke, and the sun was streaming in through the curtains of my room in long slanting beams of dusty gold. I told my servant that I would be at home to no one; and a
After three weeks had elapsed, I determined to make a strong appeal to Erskine to do justice to the memory of Cyril Gr…
I had been dining with Erskine in his pretty little house in Birdcage Walk, and we were sitting in the library over ou…
Four days after these curious incidents a funeral started from Canterville Chase at about eleven o’clock at night. Th…
About ten minutes later, the bell rang for tea, and, as Virginia did not come down, Mrs. Otis sent up one of the footm…
A few days after this, Virginia and her curly-haired cavalier went out riding on Brockley meadows, where she tore her …
The next day the ghost was very weak and tired. The terrible excitement of the last four weeks was beginning to have …
The next morning when the Otis family met at breakfast, they discussed the ghost at some length. The United States Mi…
The storm raged fiercely all that night, but nothing of particular note occurred. The next morning, however, when the…
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