CHAPTER IX—MAIDA  

  CHAPTER X—THE SWAMP  

  CHAPTER XI—THE SPIDER  

  CHAPTER XII—NOT REG'LAR  

  CHAPTER XIII—THE SPIDER BITES  

  CHAPTER XIV—MY FIRST MOVE  

  CHAPTER XV—THE SECRET OF THE KITCHEN CLOSET        

  CHAPTER XVI—THE WITCH OF THE WALL  

  CHAPTER XVIII—THE LAST VICTIM  

  CHAPTER XIX—SKANE'S CLEVEREST MAN  

  

  

       THE RED LADY     

  

  

       CHAPTER I—HOW I CAME TO THE PINES     

 IT is the discomfort of the thing which comes back upon me, I believe, most forcibly. Of course it was horrible, too, emphatically horrible, but the prolonged, sustained, baffling discomfort of my position is what has left the mark. The growing suspicion, the uncanny circumstances, my long knowledge of that presence: it is all extraordinary, not least, the part I somehow managed to play.     

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       I was housekeeper at the time for little Mrs. Brane. How I had come 

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