SOME NIGHTS AFTERWARDS, a furtive hand knocked on the door of Professor Belejayan. The Professor woke up his wife. “Go and open the door, dear.” “What is it?” she inquired drowsily “Someone at the door.” “I am asleep.” […]
SOME NIGHTS AFTERWARDS, a furtive hand knocked on the door of Professor Belejayan. The Professor woke up his wife. “Go and open the door, dear.” “What is it?” she inquired drowsily “Someone at the door.” “I am asleep.” […]