“The cemetery watchman left the room and returned with a tray holding three small skulls and a large one. I could feel the short hairs on the back of my neck standing up of their own accord. None of them… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“He handed me something done up in paper. 'Your mask,' he said. 'Don't put it on until we get past the city-limits.' It was a frightening-looking thing when I did so. It was not a mask but a hood for… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“He should have caught up with me inside of fifteen minutes at the outside, if he'd been able to get on the next train after mine. But then there was that station agent to be considered. And Rafe didn't have a solitary coin on him; he'd have to break one of those fifties. I now remembered something that I'd been… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share
“Home? What is home? Home is where a house is that you come back to when the rainy season is about to begin, to… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“Gates got up, but not fast or jerkily, with the same slowness that had always characterized him. He wiped the sweat off his palms… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“As the bartender struck a match to light her cigarette, she put her hand on his wrist to steady it. Travis saw him jump,… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“That was enough dialogue for a few pages - he had to get into some fast, red-hot action. There weren't any more hitches now.… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“She was beautiful, only hers was the dark beauty of night, just as Sherry's was the bright beauty of daytime. Her hair was raven-black,… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“And I still say it was just a coincidence;' he muttered pugnaciously. 'You say it too! Look at me and say it! It was… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“And then finally she came - and the whole world faded out around us and we were just alone on the crowded sidewalk. I've… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“One of the two owners, the man who had been sitting in the front room, was stretched out in there asleep, stockinged-toes pointed at… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“But that's the Way, and there is no other. And once his mind's made up, the trembling and aimless walking stops, and he can… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“He just lingers long enough to see his plane put to bed properly, then grabs a cab at the airport-gate. "The Settlement" and forgetting… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
