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"You," murmured Lawson, with an incredulous smile—"you creepy?" he repeated under his breath. "I felt creepy and afraid," continued the other, with conviction. "I had the sensation of being seen by someone—as if someone, I mean, was watching me. YOU MURMURED LARSAN WITH AN INCREDULOUS SMILE YOU CREEPY HE REPEATED UNDER HIS BREATH I FELT CREEPY AND AFRAID CONTINUED THE OTHER WITH CONVICTION I HAD THE SENSATION OF BEING SEEN BY SOME ONE AS IF SOMEONE I MEAN WAS WATCHING ME
 pipe or sip his whisky. Nor was it because the remainder of his story failed in the recollection of any vivid detail. He paused a moment to think. “Tell us the lot,” pleaded Lawson. “Don’t leave out anything.” Ericssen looked up. His friend’s remark had helped him to make up his mind apparently. He had hesitated about something or other, but the hesitation passed. He glanced at both his listeners. “Right,” he said. “I’ll tell you everything. I’m not imaginative, as you know, and my amount of superstition, I should judge, is microscopic.” He took a longer breath, then lowered his voice a trifle. “Anyhow,” he went on, “it’s true, so I don’t see why I should feel shy about admitting it—but as I stood there in that lonely valley, where only the noises of wind and water were audible,[82] and no human being, except my guide, some miles away, was within reach, a curious feeling came over me I find difficult to describe. I felt”—obviously he made an effort to get the word out—“I felt creepy.” N STOPPED A MINUTE THEN IT WAS NOT TO LIGHT HIS PIPE OR SIP HIS WHISKY NOR WAS IT BECAUSE THE REMAINDER OF HIS STORY FAILED IN THE RECOLLECTION OF ANY VIVID DETAIL HE PAUSED A MOMENT TO THINK TELL US THE LOT PLEADED LAWSON DON'T LEAVE OUT ANYTHING ERICSON LOOKED UP HIS FRIEND'S REMARK HAD HELPED HIM TO MAKE UP HIS MIND APPARENTLY HE HAD HESITATED ABOUT SOMETHING OR OTHER BUT THE HESITATION PASSED HE GLANCED AT BOTH HIS LISTENERS RIGHT HE SAID I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING I'M NOT IMAGINATIVE AS YOU KNOW AND MY AMOUNT OF SUPERSTITION I SHOULD JUDGE IS MICROSCOPIC HE TOOK A LONGER BREATH THEN LOWERED HIS VOICE A TRIFLE ANYHOW HE WENT ON IT'S TRUE SO I DON'T SEE WHY I SHOULD FEEL SHY ABOUT ADMITTING IT BUT AS I STOOD THERE IN THAT LONELY VALLEY WHERE ONLY THE NOISES OF WIND AND WATER WERE AUDIBLE AND NO HUMAN BEING EXCEPT MY GUIDE SOME MILES AWAY WAS WITHIN REACH A CURIOUS FEELING CAME OVER ME I FIND DIFFICULT TO DESCRIBE I FELT OBVIOUSLY HE HAD MADE AN EFFORT TO GET THE WORD OUT I FELT CREEPY
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