So the old housekeeper asked God to be kind to her new employers,made arrangements for an increase in her pay,and then went nervously up to her own room.
The storm blew all night,but noting mysterious happened. but the next morning,when the otis family came down to break fast,they found the terrible bloodstain on the library floor again
'I don't think it can be the fault of pinkerton's wonder stain cleaner,'said washington.'I've used if for everything.It must be the ghost.?
He cleaned away the stain a second time with the little black stick,but the next morning it appeared again.
Thet night,Mr otis closed all the windows,locked the library door,and carried the key upstairs. but in the mornning the bloodstain was there again
The whole family was very interested
‘Are there ghosts in the world,or aren’t there?’ there asked each other . They could not decide.
But that night,all about the ghost left them for ever.
The day had been warm and sunny,and in the cool of the evening the family went out for a drive in the carriage.They did not return home until nine o’clock,when they had a light supper.
Their conversation did not include talk of ghosts or haunted house,and on word was said about the dead sir simon de canterville. Instead they spoke of happier things-the theatre,the actress sarah bernhardt,railway travel,boston ,New York,and many of the places that they had visited in American
At eleven o’clock,they went to bed.by half-past eleven,all the lights in the house were out.
Some time later,Mr Otis was woken by a strange noise in the passage outside his room.It was the sound of metal rubbing again metal,and it seemed to come nearer to his bedroom door each minute.He lit a candle and looked at the clock on the small table next to his bed.It was exac one clock.
Mr Otis was quite calm. He put a hand to his face and decided that he did not have a fever. Everything about him was quite normal.