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He assures me that all the facts related therein are strictly and wholly True, but refuses to give either the Surnames of the Persons Concerned, or the Place where these Extraordinary Events occurred. Mr. Clarke began to read over the account for the tenth time, glancing now and then at the pencil notes he had made when it was told him by his friend. HE ASSURES ME THAT ALL THE FACTS RELATED THEREIN ARE STRICTLY AND WHOLLY TRUE BUT REFUSES TO GIVE EITHER THE SURNAMES OF THE PERSONS CONCERNED OR THE PLACE WHERE THESE EXTRAORDINARY EVENTS OCCURRED MISTER CLARKE BEGAN TO READ OVER THE ACCOUNT FOR THE TENTH TIME GLANCING NOW AND THEN AT THE PENCIL NOTES HE HAD MADE WHEN IT WAS TOLD HIM BY HIS FRIEND
 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. 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. He leant back, absorbed in one of those dreams to which he was subject, and at length drew out his book, and opened it at the last entry. There were three or four pages densely covered with Clarke’s round, set penmanship, and at the beginning he had written in a somewhat larger hand: Singular Narrative told me by my Friend, Dr. Phillips. ION 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 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 HE LEANED BACK ABSORBED IN ONE OF THOSE DREAMS TO WHICH HE WAS SUBJECT AND AT LENGTH DREW OUT HIS BOOK AND OPENED IT AT THE LAST ENTRY THERE WERE THREE OR FOUR PAGES DENSELY COVERED WITH CLARKE'S ROUND SET PENMANSHIP AND AT THE BEGINNING HE HAD WRITTEN IN A SOMEWHAT LARGER HAND SINGULAR NARRATIVE TOLD ME BY MY FRIEND DOCTOR PHILLIPS
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