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| I don�t know how the idea entered my brain. The old man had never given me insult, but he had that evil blue pale eye that made my blood ran cold. | |
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| On the eighth night I entered the old man�s house, and I try to be more cautious than ever but while carrying the lantern, my thumb slipped the fastening. Making the man cry out. | |
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