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conversations.value: Provide a plot for a book about White, Herbert, Morris entitled The Monkey's Paw.
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conversations.value: The Monkey's Paw: The short story involves mr and mrs White and their adult son, Herbert.\nSergeant-Major Morris, a friend who served with the British Army in India, introduces them to a mummified monkey's paw.\nAn old fakir placed a spell on the paw, that it would grant three wishes to three separate men.\nThe wishes are granted but always with hellish consequences, as punishment for tampering with fate.\nMorris tells the Whites of his comrade, who used his third wish to wish for death.\nMorris, also having had a horrific experience upon using the paw, throws the monkey's paw into the fire but mr White retrieves it.\nBefore leaving, Morris warns mr White that if he does use the paw, then it will be on his own head.\nAt Herbert's suggestion, mr White wishes for £200 to be used as the final payment on his house, even though he believes he has everything he wants.\nThe next day his son Herbert leaves for work at a local factory.\nAlthough the employer denies responsibility for the incident, the firm has decided to make a goodwill payment to the family of the deceased.\nThe payment, of £200, exactly matches the amount Herbert suggested his father should wish for.\nTen days after their son's death and a week after the funeral, mrs White, almost mad with grief, asks her husband to use the paw to wish Herbert back to life.\nReluctantly, he does so.\nShortly afterwards there is a knock at the door.\nAs mrs White fumbles at the locks in an attempt to open the door mr White, who had to identify his son's mutilated body, and who knows the corpse has been buried for more than a week, realizes that the thing outside is not the son he knew and loved, and makes his third wish.\nThe knocking suddenly stops.\nmrs White opens the door to find no one is there.
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conversations.value: Add another sentence about \nLater, White, Herbert, killed.
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conversations.value: The Monkey's Paw: The short story involves mr and mrs White and their adult son, Herbert. \nSergeant-Major Morris, a friend who served with the British Army in India, introduces them to a mummified monkey's paw. \nAn old fakir placed a spell on the paw, that it would grant three wishes to three separate men. \nThe wishes are granted but always with hellish consequences, as punishment for tampering with fate. \nMorris tells the Whites of his comrade, who used his third wish to wish for death. \nMorris, also having had a horrific experience upon using the paw, throws the monkey's paw into the fire but mr White retrieves it. \nBefore leaving, Morris warns mr White that if he does use the paw, then it will be on his own head. \nAt Herbert's suggestion, mr White wishes for £200 to be used as the final payment on his house, even though he believes he has everything he wants. \nThe next day his son Herbert leaves for work at a local factory. \nLater that day, word comes to the White home that Herbert has been killed in a terrible machinery accident. \nAlthough the employer denies responsibility for the incident, the firm has decided to make a goodwill payment to the family of the deceased. \nThe payment, of £200, exactly matches the amount Herbert suggested his father should wish for. \nTen days after their son's death and a week after the funeral, mrs White, almost mad with grief, asks her husband to use the paw to wish Herbert back to life. \nReluctantly, he does so. \nShortly afterwards there is a knock at the door. \nAs mrs White fumbles at the locks in an attempt to open the door mr White, who had to identify his son's mutilated body, and who knows the corpse has been buried for more than a week, realizes that the thing outside is not the son he knew and loved, and makes his third wish. \nThe knocking suddenly stops. \nmrs White opens the door to find no one is there.
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conversations.value: Provide a plot for a book about Monkey's, Paw entitled The Monkey's Paw.
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conversations.value: The Monkey's Paw (1948 film): A magic Monkey's Paw grants its owner three wishes before a disaster befalls them.
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conversations.value: Provide the first five paragraphs for this book.
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conversations.value: The Monkey's Paw
  Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.
  Mr. White looked up sharply, just in time to intercept a knowing glance between mother and son. The words died away on his lips, and he hid a guilty grin in his thin grey beard.
  The old man rose with hospitable haste, and opening the door, was heard condoling with the new arrival. The new arrival also condoled with himself, so that Mrs. White said, "Tut, tut!" and coughed gently as her husband entered the room, followed by a tall, burly man, beady of eye and rubicund of visage.
  The sergeant-major shook hands, and taking the proffered seat by the fire, watched contentedly while his host got out whiskey and tumblers and stood a small copper kettle on the fire.
  At the third glass his eyes got brighter, and he began to talk, the little family circle regarding with eager interest this visitor from distant parts, as he squared his broad shoulders in the chair and spoke of wild scenes and doughty deeds; of wars and plagues and strange peoples.
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conversations.value: Provide five more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: His mother laughed, and following him to the door, watched him down the road; and returning to the breakfast table, was very happy at the expense of her husband's credulity. All of which did not prevent her from scurrying to the door at the postman's knock, nor prevent her from referring somewhat shortly to retired sergeant-majors of bibulous habits when she found that the post brought a tailor's bill.
  His wife made no reply. She was watching the mysterious movements of a man outside, who, peering in an undecided fashion at the house, appeared to be trying to make up his mind to enter. In mental connection with the two hundred pounds, she noticed that the stranger was well dressed, and wore a silk hat of glossy newness. Three times he paused at the gate, and then walked on again. The fourth time he stood with his hand upon it, and then with sudden resolution flung it open and walked up the path. Mrs. White at the same moment placed her hands behind her, and hurriedly unfastening the strings of her apron, put that useful article of apparel beneath the cushion of her chair.
  She brought the stranger, who seemed ill at ease, into the room. He gazed at her furtively, and listened in a preoccupied fashion as the old lady apologized for the appearance of the room, and her husband's coat, a garment which he usually reserved for the garden. She then waited as patiently as her sex would permit, for him to broach his business, but he was at first strangely silent.
  The old lady started. "Is anything the matter?" she asked, breathlessly. "Has anything happened to Herbert? What is it? What is it?"
  Her husband interposed. "There, there, mother," he said, hastily. "Sit down, and don't jump to conclusions. You've not brought bad news, I'm sure, sir;" and he eyed the other wistfully.
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conversations.value: Provide the last two paragraphs.. Start with the sentence 'But her husband was on his hands and knees groping wildly on the floor in search of the paw'.
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conversations.value: But her husband was on his hands and knees groping wildly on the floor in search of the paw. If he could only find it before the thing outside got in. A perfect fusillade of knocks reverberated through the house, and he heard the scraping of a chair as his wife put it down in the passage against the door. He heard the creaking of the bolt as it came slowly back, and at the same moment he found the monkey's paw, and frantically breathed his third and last wish.
  The knocking ceased suddenly, although the echoes of it were still in the house. He heard the chair drawn back, and the door opened. A cold wind rushed up the staircase, and a long loud wail of disappointment and misery from his wife gave him courage to run down to her side, and then to the gate beyond. The street lamp flickering opposite shone on a quiet and deserted road.