The canterville ghost
At eleven o'clock the family went to bed, and by half-past all the lights were out. Some time after, mr otis woke up because of a noise outside his room. It sounded like the clank of metal. He got up at once, struck a match and looked at the time. It wad exactly one o'clock. Mr otis was quite calm. The strange noisw continued, and with it he heard the sound of footsteps. He put on his sillppers, took a small bottle out of him dressing case and opened the door. Right in front of him he saw an old manm. He looked terrible. His eyes were red. His hair was long and grey. His clothes were old-fashioned and dirty, and there
"My dear sir," said mr otis, "those chains need oiling. Here lake this small bottle of lubricant. I will lrave it here for you and i will give you more if you need it." With these words the ambassador put the bottle down on a marble teble, and went back to bed, closing the door behind him.