Read the excerpt from “The Monkey's Paw.”But the days passed, and expectation gave place to resignation – the hopeless resignation of the old, sometimes miscalled, apathy. Sometimes they hardly exchanged a word, for now they had nothing to talk about, and their days were long to weariness.
Read the excerpt from “The Monkey's Paw.”He went down in the darkness, and felt his way to the parlour, and then to the mantelpiece. The talisman was in its place, and a horrible fear that the unspoken wish might bring his mutilated son before him ere he could escape from the room seized upon him, and he caught his breath as he found that he had lost the direction of the door. His brow cold with sweat, he felt his way round the table, and groped along the wall until he found himself in the small passage with the unwholesome thing in his hand.
Read the excerpt from "The Monkey's Paw.”"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."And has anybody else wished?" persisted 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?"
Read the excerpt from “The Monkey's Paw.”Mr. White took the paw from his pocket and eyed it dubiously. "I don't know what to wish for, and that's a fact," he said, slowly. "It seems to me I've got all I want.""If you only cleared the house, you'd be quite happy, wouldn't you?" said Herbert, with his hand on his shoulder. "Well, wish for two hundred pounds, then; that'll just do it."His father, smiling shamefacedly at his own credulity, held up the talisman, as his son, with a solemn face, somewhat marred by a wink at his mother, sat down at the piano and struck a few impressive chords."I wish for two hundred pounds," said the old man distinctly.A fine crash from the piano greeted the words, interrupted by a shuddering cry from the old man. His wife and son ran toward him.
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