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Tonight, I would be reading a scary sleep story.

The Monkeys Paul by W.W. Jacobs.

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

One. Outside, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlor of Labardom 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 changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment

from the white-haired old lady

knitting placidly by the fire.

Hark at the wind, said Mr. White,

who having seen a fatal mistake after it was too late

was amiably desirous of preventing his son from seeing it.

I'm listening, said the latter, grimly surveying the board as he stretched out his hand.

Check.

I should hardly think that he'll come tonight, said his father, with his hand poised over the board.

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