The Closing Scene. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. “But I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. Luckily, Sir James was so much engrossed by his own task, that both the remark and gesture escaped him. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you can employ is a coffin-nail. She recoiled. “Stop me if there is anything you want to watch. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience.
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