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J. Paul Suter - Beyond the Door

J. Paul Suter - Beyond the Door

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Published by Marco Bolognini
One of H.P. Lovecraft’s favorite weird tales.
One of H.P. Lovecraft’s favorite weird tales.

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Published by: Marco Bolognini on Oct 05, 2012
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Beyond the Door
 
J. Paul Suter(1923)
 
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“You haven't told me yet how it happened," I said to Mrs.Malkin.She set her lips and eyed me, sharply."Didn't you talk with the coroner, sir?""Yes, of course," I admitted, "but as I understand youfound my uncle, I thought —""Well, I wouldn't care to say anything about it," sheinterrupted, with decision.This housekeeper of my uncle's was somewhat taller than I,and much heavier—two physical preponderances which affordany woman possessing them an advantage over the inferiormale. She appeared a subject for diplomacy rather thanargument.Noting her ample jaw, her breadth of cheek, theunsentimental glint of her eye, I decided on conciliation. Iplaced a chair for her, there in my Uncle Godfrey's study, anddropped into another, myself."At least, before we go over the other parts of the house,suppose we rest a little," I suggested in my most unctuousmanner. "The place rather gets on one's nerves—don't youthink so?"It was sheer luck—I claim no credit for it. My chancereflection found the weak spot in her fortifications. Shereplied to it with an undoubted smack of satisfaction:"It's more than seven years that I've been doing for Mr.Sarston, sir. Bringing him his meals regular as clockwork,keeping the house clean—as clean as he'd let me—andsleeping at my own home, o' nights; and in all that time I'vesaid, over and over, there ain't a house in New York the equalof this for queerness.""Nor anywhere else," I encouraged her, with a laugh; and

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