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"
"Yes-m," the boy replied, thinking it a very strange freak that the old
man would allow no one with him except his daughter.
But Sam was neither quick nor suspicious, and glad of any change from
the cold wood-shed, he started to kindle a fire in the room adjoining,
which in summer was used for a kitchen, while Hannah, lighting a candle,
hastened to the door of her father's room, which she found locked, while
from within she heard labored breathing, and a sound like tugging at a
board which evidently offered resistance.
"Father," she cried, in terror, "let me in! It is I, Hannah, and Sam is
in the wood-shed."
After a moment the key was turned and Hannah stepped inside, locking the
door after her.
In the middle of the floor her father stood, with his long white hair
falling around his corpse-like face and his eyes bright with the
excitement of delirium. The bed was moved toward the center of the room
and in the farthest corner a board of the floor had been partially
removed.
"What are you doing?" Hannah asked, advancing quickly to her father.


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