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Bierce, Ambrose, 1842-1914?

"Cobwebs from an Empty Skull"

Go right in, now. Oh dear! whatever
shall I ought to do?"
And, blowing her eyes on the corner of her shawl, Maud shot away like
a comic.
I walked hurriedly into the house, and entered the old man's
dromedary, without knocking.
The playful girl had left that room a moment before, with every
appearance of being frightened. She had told the old one there was a
robber in the house, and the venerable invalid was a howling coward--I
tell you this because I scorn to deceive you.
I found the old gentleman with his head under the blankets, very quiet
and speaceful: but the moment he heard me he got up, and yelled like a
heliotrope. Then he fixed on me a wild spiercing look from his
bloodshot eyes, and for the first time in my life I believed Maud had
told me the truth for the first time in hers. Then he reached out for
a heavy cane. But I was too punctual for him, and, clapping my hand on
his breast, I crowded him down, holding him tight. He curvetted some;
then lay still, and swore weak oaths that wouldn't have hurt a sick
chicken! All this time I was firm as a rock of amaranth. Presently,
moreover, he spoke very low and resigned like--except his teeth
chattered:
"Desperate man, there is no need; you will find it to the north-west
corner of my upper secretary drawer.


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