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On one particular evening, an ugly December night, black with fog, and raw with frost, Clarke hurried over his dinner, and scarcely deigned to observe his customary ritual of taking up the paper and laying it down again. He paced two or three times up and down the room, and opened the bureau, stood still a moment, and sat down. ON ONE PARTICULAR EVENING AN UGLY DECEMBER NIGHT BLACK WITH FOG AND RAW WITH FROST CLARKE HURRIED OVER HIS DINNER AND SCARCELY DEIGNED TO OBSERVE HIS CUSTOMARY RITUAL OF TAKING UP THE PAPER AND LAYING IT DOWN AGAIN HE PACED TWO OR THREE TIMES UP AND DOWN THE ROOM AND OPENED THE BUREAU STOOD STILL A MOMENT AND SAT DOWN
e a brief pretence of reading the evening paper, but the mere catalogue of news soon palled upon him, and Clarke would find himself casting glances of warm desire in the direction of an old Japanese bureau, which stood at a pleasant distance from the hearth. Like a boy before a jam-closet, for a few minutes he would hover indecisive, but lust always prevailed, and Clarke ended by drawing up his chair, lighting a candle, and sitting down before the bureau. Its pigeon-holes and drawers teemed with documents on the most morbid subjects, and in the well reposed a large manuscript volume, in which he had painfully entered the gems of his collection. Clarke had a fine contempt for published literature; the most ghostly story ceased to interest him if it happened to be printed; his sole pleasure was in the reading, compiling, and rearranging what he called his “Memoirs to prove the Existence of the Devil,” and engaged in this pursuit the evening seemed to fly and the night appeared too short. DIGESTED HE WOULD MAKE A BRIEF PRETENCE OF READING THE EVENING PAPER BUT THE MERE CATALOGUE OF NEWS SOON PALLED UPON HIM AND CLARK WOULD FIND HIMSELF CASTING GLANCES OF WARM DESIRE IN THE DIRECTION OF AN OLD JAPANESE BUREAU WHICH STOOD AT A PLEASANT DISTANCE FROM THE HEARTH LIKE A BOY BEFORE A JAM CLOSET FOR A FEW MINUTES HE WOULD HOVER INDECISIVE BUT LUST ALWAYS PREVAILED AND CLARK ENDED BY DRAWING UP HIS CHAIR LIGHTING A CANDLE AND SITTING DOWN BEFORE THE BUREAU ITS PIGEON HOLES AND DRAWERS TEEMED WITH DOCUMENTS ON THE MOST MORBID SUBJECTS AND IN THE WELL REPOSED A LARGE MANUSCRIPT VOLUME IN WHICH HE HAD PAINFULLY ENTERED THE GEMS OF HIS COLLECTION CLARKE HAD A FINE CONTEMPT FOR PUBLISHED LITERATURE THE MOST GHOSTLY STORIES CEASED TO INTEREST HIM IF IT HAPPENED TO BE PRINTED HIS SOLE PLEASURE WAS IN THE READING COMPILING AND REARRANGING WHAT HE CALLED HIS MEMOIRS TO PROVE THE EXISTENCE OF THE DEVIL AND ENGAGED IN THIS PURSUIT THE EVENING SEEMED TO FLY AND THE NIGHT APPEARED TOO SHORT
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