Three John Silence Stories
A Psychical Invasion
Ancient Sorceries
The Nemesis of Fire
Approx. 67,633 words.
doctor, I mean. But, of course, he doesn't know how frightened I am, or how much I have noticed. He pretends with me that it's just a nervous breakdown, and I'm sure he doesn't realise all the odd things I've noticed him doing. But the main thing, I suppose--"
"Yes, the main thing, Mrs. Pender," he said, encouragingly, noticing her hesitation.
"--is that he thinks we are not alone in the house. That's the chief thing."
"Tell me more facts--just facts."
"It began last summer when I came back from Ireland; he had been here alone for six weeks, and I thought him looking tired and queer--ragged and scattered about the face, if you know what I mean, and his manner worn out. He said he had been writing hard, but his inspiration had somehow failed him, and he was dissatisfied with his work. His sense of humour was leaving him, or changing into something else, he said. There was something in the house, he declared, that"--she emphasised the words--"prevented his feeling funny."
"Som
