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Three wishes are granted to the owner of the monkey's paw, but the wishes come with an enormous price for interfering with fate.
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15 octobre 2015

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9781911144120

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W. W. Jacobs

W. W. Jacobs
The Monkey’s Paw
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LONDON ∙ NEW YORK ∙ TORONTO ∙ SAO PAULO ∙ MOSCOW
PARIS ∙ MADRID ∙ BERLIN ∙ ROME ∙ MEXICO CITY ∙ MUMBAI ∙ SEOUL ∙ DOHA
TOKYO ∙ SYDNEY ∙ CAPE TOWN ∙ AUCKLAND ∙ BEIJING
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Published by Fractal Press
www.fractal-press.co.uk
This Edition first published in 2015
Copyright © 2015 Fractal Press
Images and Illustrations © 2015 Stocklibrary.org
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Contents
THE MONKEY’S PAW
CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
THE MONKEY’S PAW
CHAPTER I.
W ithout, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.
“Hark at the wind,” said Mr. White, who, having seen a fatal mistake after it was too late, was amiably desirous of preventing his son from seeing it.
“I’m listening,” said the latter, grimly surveying the board as he stretched out his hand. “Check.”
“I should hardly think that he’d come to-night,” said his father, with his hand poised over the board.
“Mate,” replied the son.

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