Tales of Terror and Mystery

The Horror of the Heights

           Theycouldmakenothingofthatattheinquest.ButIcouldmakesomethingofit.Monsters!ThatwasthelastwordofpoorHarryHayConnor.AndheDIDdieoffright,justasVenablesthought.

           "AndthentherewasMyrtle’shead.Doyoureallybelieve—doesanybodyreallybelieve—thataman’sheadcouldbedrivencleanintohisbodybytheforceofafall?Well,perhapsitmaybepossible,butI,forone,haveneverbelievedthatitwassowithMyrtle.Andthegreaseuponhisclothes—’allslimywithgrease,’saidsomebodyattheinquest.Queerthatnobodygotthinkingafterthat!Idid—but,then,Ihadbeenthinkingforagoodlongtime.I’vemadethreeascents—howDangerfieldusedtochaffmeaboutmyshot-gun—butI’veneverbeenhighenough.Now,withthisnew,lightPaulVeronermachineanditsonehundredandseventy-fiveRobur,Ishouldeasilytouchthethirtythousandtomorrow.I’llhaveashotattherecord.MaybeIshallhaveashotatsomethingelseaswell.Ofcourse,it’sdangerous.Ifafellowwantstoavoiddangerhehadbestkeepoutofflyingaltogetherandsubsidefinallyintoflannelslippersandadressing-gown.ButI’llvisittheair-jungletomorrow—andifthere’sanythingthereIshallknowit.IfIreturn,I’llfindmyselfabitofacelebrity.IfIdon’tthisnote-bookmayexplainwhatIamtryingtodo,andhowIlostmylifeindoingit.Butnodrivelaboutaccidentsormysteries,ifYOUplease.

           "IchosemyPaulVeronermonoplaneforthejob.There’snothinglikeamonoplanewhenrealworkistobedone.Beaumontfoundthatoutinveryearlydays.

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