mr. otis bought the canterville chase, and a few weeks later, he moved into the house with his family. the wife of mr. otis, lucretia, was a beautiful woman and was always in good condition. their eldest son, whose name was washington, was a fair-haired, handsome young man. his sister, virginia,
was fifteen. she was slim and beautiful, with big blue eyes. after virginia came the twins, who were lovely little boys, but they loved to play tricks on people.
it was a beautiful july evening. the family enjoyed the evening sun as they traveled towards the house. however, as
they came closer to the canterville chase, the sky became dark and large drops of rain began to fall.
the old woman was standing in front of the house. her name was mrs. amni, and she was a housekeeper in the canterville chase.
'welcome to the canterville chase,'
she said. 'i have tea ready for you in the library.'
the family followed her throughout the great hall to the library. linrary was a long room with a large stained glass window at one end. there was a dark red spot on the floor near the fireplace.
'something has been
spilled here,' said mrs. otis.
'yes, madam,' said mrs. amni quieyly. 'that is blood.'
'how horrible! ' exclaimed mrs. otis. 'i don't want blood on my floors! '
the hat is the blood of lady eleonora de canterville. here the husband, sir simon de canterville,
killed her in 1575. sir simon suddenly disappeared nine years later. no one ever found a hidden body, but a hidden ghost haunts this house. can wash the blood off the floor.
this is stupid! washington was crying. 'i can clean it right now with pinkerton stain remover! '
he took a small black wand out of his pocket and robbed a stain. the blood was wrinkled.
'you see? ' he cried. 'i could do this again! pinkertom! '
just tjen, a terrible flash of illumination lit up the room, and there was a loud roar of thunder. mrs. amni fell on
fliir.
'what is the rerrible weatherthey in this country! -said mr. otis.
' my dear hyrum! 'criedmrs otis.' what can we do with a woman who collapses? '
hearing this, mrs. amni sat up. she was very anhappy .
'you shouldn’t be angry at the ghost,
sir' 'terrible things are happening in this house.'
but mr. otis and his wife are not afraid.
they said that we don’t believe in ghosts. but we would like tea.
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mr. otis bought the canterville chase, and a few weeks later, he moved into the house with his family. the wife of mr. otis, lucretia, was a beautiful woman and was always in good condition. their eldest son, whose name was washington, was a fair-haired, handsome young man. his sister, virginia,
was fifteen. she was slim and beautiful, with big blue eyes. after virginia came the twins, who were lovely little boys, but they loved to play tricks on people.
it was a beautiful july evening. the family enjoyed the evening sun as they traveled towards the house. however, as
they came closer to the canterville chase, the sky became dark and large drops of rain began to fall.
the old woman was standing in front of the house. her name was mrs. amni, and she was a housekeeper in the canterville chase.
'welcome to the canterville chase,'
she said. 'i have tea ready for you in the library.'
the family followed her throughout the great hall to the library. linrary was a long room with a large stained glass window at one end. there was a dark red spot on the floor near the fireplace.
'something has been
spilled here,' said mrs. otis.
'yes, madam,' said mrs. amni quieyly. 'that is blood.'
'how horrible! ' exclaimed mrs. otis. 'i don't want blood on my floors! '
the hat is the blood of lady eleonora de canterville. here the husband, sir simon de canterville,
killed her in 1575. sir simon suddenly disappeared nine years later. no one ever found a hidden body, but a hidden ghost haunts this house. can wash the blood off the floor.
this is stupid! washington was crying. 'i can clean it right now with pinkerton stain remover! '
he took a small black wand out of his pocket and robbed a stain. the blood was wrinkled.
'you see? ' he cried. 'i could do this again! pinkertom! '
just tjen, a terrible flash of illumination lit up the room, and there was a loud roar of thunder. mrs. amni fell on
fliir.
'what is the rerrible weatherthey in this country! -said mr. otis.
' my dear hyrum! 'criedmrs otis.' what can we do with a woman who collapses? '
hearing this, mrs. amni sat up. she was very anhappy .
'you shouldn’t be angry at the ghost,
sir' 'terrible things are happening in this house.'
but mr. otis and his wife are not afraid.
they said that we don’t believe in ghosts. but we would like tea.
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