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THE BEAST WITH FIVE FINGERS

`Be quick!' shouted Saunders. `I can hear something!'
`Then plug a sheet from your bed up the chimney. No, here's a match!' He had found one at last, that had slipped into a crack in the floor.
`Is the fire laid? Good, but it may not burn. I knowthe oil from that old reading-lamp and this cotton wool. Now the match, quick! Pull the sheet away, you fool! We don't want it now.'
There was a great roar from the grate, as the flames shot up. Saunders had been a fraction of a second too late with the sheet. The oil had fallen on to it. It, too, was burning.
`The whole place will be on fire!' cried Eustace, as he tried to beat out the flames with a blanket. 'It 's no good ! I can't manage it. You must open the door, Saunders, and get help.'
Saunders ran to the door and fumbled with the bolts. The key was stiff in the lock. `Hurry,' shouted Eustace, `or the heat will be too much for me.' The key turned in the lock at last. For half a second Saunders stopped to look back. Afterwards he could never be quite sure as to what he had seen, but at the time he thought that something black and charred was creeping slowly, very slowly, from the mass of flames towards Eustace Borlsover. For a moment he thought of returning to his friend; but the noise and the smell of the burning sent him running down the passage, crying: `Fire! Fire!' He rushed to the telephone to summon help, and then back to the bathroom-he should have thought of that before-for water. As he burst into the bedroom there came a scream of terror which ended suddenly, and then the sound of a heavy fall.

This is the story which I heard on successive Saturday evenings from the senior mathematical master at a second-rate suburban school. For Saunders has had to earn a living in a way which other men might reckon less congenial than his old manner of life. I had mentioned by chance the name of Adrian Borlsover, and wondered at the time why he changed the conversation with such unusual abruptness. A week later Saunders began

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