What the uncles saw is Mukherjee whose story is written. It is very sad and mysterious but since it is quoted in this book,

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It is quite true that the readers should know that this account is one of Uncle. It was like a very strong and powerful deal with a good deal. In Calcutta, he was employed in government service and during the holidays he would come to a village with a widow with one or two children who lived in his brother's family when his uncle died in the village after his wife's death. There was no city bedroom when everyone visited us. One of us used to have a bedroom at the disposal of my uncle. In Bengal, there is an urgent need to sleep with one's wife and children in the same bedroom. Whenever my uncle visited me, I would take my bedroom to him.

That I was a lonely person without such children so I slept a lot. One of the Bytex Green Rooms is a drawing-room in which a guest room communicates or buys Orthodox style with the jointly enriched Bagolf family. Usually, the Raj Room is empty of fine furniture with a nice thick There is a carpet with a clean sheet on which tote pillows would sit on the ground around the wall and sit on the ground against their word while wet young people would sit on the floor and then lean against it. It happened. The wall of a particular room in our house was covered with some kind of paint that never came on the fabric that sometimes cracked at your word and was filled with cotton stuff inside and then The status of this old server is the responsibility of an English butler. Prepare a hook for Bustier. We will be chased by the looters and the culprit will run away and until the separate evidence is removed from it and the anger of the old servants is over.

The wife had fallen asleep somewhere in Xenana. Never inquired as to the special occasion where the train missed, by which it came automatically, and it was the month of October. It should have arrived at 8 o'clock. My bed was made in the talk but at 8:00. The train came and stopped and went back and uncle didn't think he was detained for that night it was Durga Puja season and we had to buy some presents for the children in the house and we thought his He is being detained for some reason. We all sat up from bed to bed for my uncle when I couldn't work until eleven o'clock in the evening. The fact is that the train was not expected at the end of the next morning but unfortunately the train left the house at 11 pm and all the good servants suggested that my uncle could not hear about it.

Will The bed was actually made for me. He said that the bed was in Central By Talk or Hall. My uncle was fond of sleeping in the room. I don't know why somehow he ordered Tandroon to make his bed together. Take it down to the room according to which the bed was one of them. The windows to this room were open to the garden. The day was very dark and gloomy, this night is very important, I do not remember there. Moon was or wasn't right Uncle was asleep and so was the next morning at 8 o'clock when we thought uncle was long enough and we left Wahim closed the door attached to the side of the door but with the main, The duck was closed but stuck inside so we pushed the doorbell and the uncles were lying in bed and he saw with his own eyes who saw but saw that he did not immediately know that there was something wrong with touching his body Is. It turned out that Hahid had a high fever which we opened the windows and after that Uncle did not speak or it would be in front of Uncle which we asked but uncle told him that the doctor at around ten in the morning. Was requested. The high fever, which made it impossible for him to say everything, said that he had given medicine to reduce the theatricality of the medicine and that it lasted until about 6:00 p.m.

Havas was still in a very weak state of consciousness and had been given somatic medicine for sleep apnea and he was well-nourished at night and the next morning we turned to him and he went to the bedroom. Although he is still very weak and came to the main idea by talking. It was only when she was having tea with UST that we asked her what she had seen and what it meant. It was a fulfillment. Oh, we wish we had been careful with that question.

That's what he said after I went to my tub. I was there because of some people and I couldn't sleep. It was midnight when he slowly disappeared and then I fell asleep. I heard someone hit the window bars three times. It was as if a thrust stroke had struck the outside knives with a stick. I did not respond but the strike stopped again. I closed my eyes and repeated the same tremors. In a ridiculous mood, the neighbor shouted again but the strike did not end but as time went on I lost my temper and opened the window completely so someone found out that the windows It was completely blocked from six feet above. In the dark, I saw that I was shivering and trembling here and after a minute he had a fever, the fever was called again, but this medicine made the good uncle's uncles regain consciousness after 24 hours. I didn't take it, he died of a heart attack. The morning ended its story and in no way guessed what horrible thing it was that looked out the window. The whole thing is a deep mystery and unfortunately, this mystery can never be undone. Since then no one has dared to take a closer look in the side room.

If it weren't for Uhud, a married man with a very good wife, I would have tried one thing that is left, and the thing is that even though the uncles Panic spread throughout the world in this room, he neither came out of the room nor asked for help from a helper and the whole family was awake. In fact, there was a guard within 30 yards of the window who told his uncle. Was opened And this man says that the uncle opened the window and closed it and bolted it again even though he had not heard the scream of the uncle that it is morning this morning in the houses coming after the morning to the polite and surprised people of the man and wife Stand ready to act as a caretaker. In order to end the hassle in a haunted house, these people expect things that we hope they won't be able to see what Uncle saw or what this big ad saw. That there are curtained houses like in England or at least there are houses that are believed to be disturbed.

If we rely on what we seem to see, it is no wonder that what we believe is that there is much more to it than the houses hidden in Indian homes in England that remind me that my Recall an old incident in the early Scholes when a boy was really caught by a ghost then we were worried that we would not forget the threat we received from our teacher at school and This fellow was really caught up in the past. If it were the case that we would never say that the past does not exist in this connection, it is possible that no other event would be excluded from the TonerTreat, although it does not fall into the same story like the one in this story.

The only reason I'm going to do this is because of this chapter. There is only one idea in a case and that is that the person who didn't know anything was my friend who was a widow who we were in the same office as well as a chair and a table. The exact that this gentleman was in Heroface. If he had stayed at the beginning of the story for only six months, we might have taken out his secret butt. Unfortunately, he left. He went so far from home that he would probably never see Hall again for the next ten years. The picture of the wife was in connection with the quarrel that one day a fellow clerk of mine told me that a visit.

Froma's dead wife was nothing short of amazing. Our friends can all testify here. I was always very interested in taking their stories seriously so I usually checked the case on Harlem's day before this gentleman was lost but when he saw it he gave it up. ۔ He is not surprised that I have denied every reason. It is true.

It is more or less true. He says that I have been talking about joining this office for almost ten years since I was in college. I was married to a neighbor's daughter at the time of the incident. College and almost three years after that when I am just thinking about the beginning of her life.

In those 10 years, she has died and under good circumstances, in Bengal, I will never marry a young woman again. Rarely do I have a sweet bachelor's room in Calcutta, like a blue rose. Every Saturday afternoon I have to go to my hometown and stay there until Monday morning which I spent my September night and the whole Sunday evening in my village home this week on the occasion of my eight-year-old wife Is about to die this week I went home by evening train and there are many trains in the evening and there is no certainty that by the next train if I am usually late then everyone went to the Irish house at night, especially at night, to sleep with his mother's discount, but it was September and there were heavy showers in the city, and when I arrived at the train station, I found that the trains were not running. At any given time I was given to understand that the atrium was blown against the telegraph wire and therefore the signals were not passing and since it was really stable the trains were running only with the motor trolley that Arrived home instead of 8 o'clock in the morning. 00:00 pm

I saw my father-in-law sitting next to me while he was having dinner. He wanted to learn about the storm in Calcutta. 10 minutes after my arrival he went to bed and within an hour I finished the modder and retired for the night but was cramped and the bed was bad because I was sweating freely and As a result, I didn't feel any sleep after midnight because I was alone. I looked at the closed door of the room. Yes, there was nothing wrong with it. It was my wife who had died in the first 18 months. I was fine. You can guess. Then she said,

There's a mattress under the bed." It will become. You relaxed and looked under the bed stud. The place of sixty cold bed mats was still dusty and I took it out and I gave it some jerks and cleaned it. She had to go through what was standing on the six sides of her dawn. Don't tell me a questionnaire as much as I tell you I wish you wouldn't get anything from me if you don't go suddenly I had a relaxing night in which he told me a lot of things for a long time Was in this room for The next morning my mother asked who I was talking to and I lied to her.

I said I was reading my novel out loud at home. Now she comes and spends the night with me during the week. If I was an ummah at home, she would not talk to Calcutta. Happiness from various issues and Shiites Don't ask me how I know that I shall not tell you whether I have redeemed his body because it will raise more questions that everyone has seen him and They all know what I told you but no one told them to talk.

Respecting and loving them is not afraid of anyone but other than that they are Saturday and Sunday evenings. Never comes and when I'm not at home my friends don't say anything to Harloff without any number of tests or any kind of testimony - this story may be told by itself but of his death The incident after his wife's photography convinced him and it is very much why there is no one to tell Hara Lal that there is a man who tells yarn and then I have questioned every Lola Village. A lot of people know that his dead wife gives him a visit every week when his red is 500 miles away from his village home. I don't know how things stand, but I've been told that The story reached his ears.
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