![]() She had brought her pocket-torch, for she knew that if she switched on the light, a policeman might notice the illumination and feel it his duty to investigate. She was not nervous of the darkness, while the Gallery was only the length of a short street away.ĭirectly she turned the key in the great lock and pushed open the massive mahogany doors, she felt that she was really at home. With her tweed coat buttoned over her nightdress, and her hat, adorned with an eye veil, perched on top of her curlers, Mrs. ![]() ![]() Salving his conscience by repeating, I doubted it, he went to sleep again. Having achieved his object, her husband drew the blanket over his head. ![]() Ames had surged out of bed and was slipping into her shoes. You get up, Ames, and make sure the candle's out. Besides, think of my poor figures trapped in a fire. Then an elephantine hump, silhouetted on the reflected light of the wall, told Ames that his wife was sitting up in bed. ![]() Instantly there was an upheaval under the quilt, followed by an eruption of blankets. Only, I remember taking a candle with me into the Horrors, and I can't rightly say as I took it out again. What's the matter, Ames? asked his wife sleepily. AS the Town Hall clock struck two, the porter of the Riverpool Waxwork Gallery stirred uneasily in bed. ![]()
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