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W. W. Jacobs

1863–1943

Jacobs spent years as a clerk at the Post Office Savings Bank before his Thames-side stories made him famous; 'The Monkey's Paw' appeared in this collection in 1902.

Feels like dread, freedom and memory.

A house after a death keeps the shape of the people who left it.

Long before anybody else was astir he arose and stole softly downstairs. The sunlight was stealing in at every crevice, and flashing in long streaks across the darkened rooms. The dining-room into which he looked struck chill and cheerless in the dark yellow light which came through the lowered blinds. He remembered that it had the same appearance when his father lay dead in the house; now, as then, everything seemed ghastly and unreal; the very chairs standing as their occupants had left them the night before seemed to be indulging in some dark communication of ideas.
— The Lady of the Barge, W. W. Jacobs (1902)

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