"I wish somebody would take my collection off my hands.

I should have room to walk about without elbowing a failure at every step." "I wish you would bury them all," suggested Unorna, with a slight shudder.
Keyork looked at her keenly.
"Do you mean to say that those dead things frightened you ?" he asked incredulously.
"No; I do not.

I am not easily frightened.

But something odd happened--the second strange thing that has happened this evening.

Is there any one concealed in this room ?" "Not a rat--much less a human being.