Without, the night was cold and wet,but in the 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 unnecessary perils.
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.
His wife made no reply. She was watching the mysterious movements of a man outside who, peering in an undecided fashion at the house, appearing to be trying to make up his mind to enter.
The other coughed, and rising, walked slowly to the window. Firm wishes me to convey their sincere sympathy with you in your great loss.
He was caught in the machinery.
Two hundred pounds
In the huge new cemetery, some two miles distant, the old people buried their dead and came back to the house stepped in shadows and silence. It was all over so quickly that at first they could hardly realize it, and remained in a state of expectations as though of something else to happen- something else which was to lighten this load. too heavy for old hearts to bear.
A cold rushed up in the staircase, and a long loud wail of disappointment and misery from the wife gave him courage to run down to her side, and then to the gate beyond. The street lamp flickering opposite shone on a quiet and deserted road