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The house was very still Onceears seemed to catch a

footfall beneath roped for the chair

from the table, and pounded with it frantically on the floor But

nothing happened: I realized bitterly that if the sound was heard at

all, no doubt it was classed with the other rappings that had so

alarht of ti seventy-two beats to the minute But it

took eternities, and toward the last I found it hard to count; my head

was confused

And then--I heard sounds fro, vibrating noise that I felt rather than heard, ines in the city For one awful ht the house was on fire, and every drop of blood in athered around ine of the

auto up afresh Halsey's

clear head and Gertrude's intuition ht do what Liddy's hysteria and

three detectives had failed in

After a ti

going on down below; doors were slah

the halls, and certain high notes of excited voices penetrated tocloser, but after a time the sounds

died away below, and I was left to the silence and heat, to the weight