The Haunted Bookshop was a delightful place especially of an evening when its drowsy alcoves were kindled with the brightness of lamps shining on the rows of volumes. Many a passer-by would stumble down the steps from the street in sheer curiosity; others familiar visitors dropped in with the same comfortable emotion that a man feels on entering his club.
The Haunted Bookshop was a delightful place especially of an evening when its drowsy alcoves were kindled with the brightness of lamps shining on the rows of volumes. Many a passer-by would stumble down the steps from the street in sheer curiosity; others familiar visitors dropped in with the same comfortable emotion that a man feels on entering his club.
