The things we do!

... The corpse
came straight towards me; I thrust out two clenched fists and gave an icy
shriek--and there I was, crushing Falkenberg flat against the wall.
"What is it?" cried Falkenberg. "In Heaven's name...."
I woke, dripping with sweat, and lay there with open eyes, watching the
corpse as it vanished quite slowly in the dark of the room.
"It's the corpse," I groaned. "Come to ask for her thumbnail." Falkenberg
sat straight up in bed, wide awake all at once.
"I saw her," he said.
"Did you see her, too? Did you see her thumb? Ugh!"
"I wouldn't be in your shoes now for anything."
"Let me lie inside, against the wall," I begged.
"And what about me?"
"It won't hurt you; you can lie outside all right."
"And let her come and take me first? Not if I know it."
And at that Falkenberg lay down again and pulled the rug over his eyes.
I thought for a moment of going down to sleep with Petter; he was getting
better now, and there was no fear of infection. But I was afraid to go
down the stairs.


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