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                         THE UNLUCKY THEATRE - 4                             
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   She was looking anxiously around the theatre, and when she seemed         
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satisfied that there was no cause for anxiety, she slipped silently across   
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the stage and out of sight.                                                  
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   Now that he had seen two ghosts, Fernaghan thought that he had had enough 
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shocks and that he had better leave The Mohawk, because he certainly did not 
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want to meet a third ghost. But as he did not like to leave anything that he 
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had promised himself to do, he stayed on.                                    
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   He looked slowly round the theatre. How lonely it seemed! What a feeling  
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of sadness and emptiness surrounded it! There was no sign of life anywhere.  
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He thought of the many feet that had stepped out on the stage, of the attrac-
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tive faces whose beautiful eyes and smiles had delighted so many audiences.  
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Where were those well-known actors and actresses now? Probably they were all 
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dead and forgotten.                                                          
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   He leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and dreamed of the past. Sud- 
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denly he heard voices. He opened his eyes, and to his astonishment he was no 
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longer alone in the theatre. The seats were completely filled with people    
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dressed in the fashions of long ago. The house was full but, like the man in 
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the dressing-room, these people did not seem real.                           
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