human
But what in all the world, said I yet once more seriously to myself,
gpt
Yet once more I tried to get rid of all anxious thoughts.
human
If, however, a Christian soul could only come to me this evening! Let it be whoever it would--friend or foe--it would be better than this solitude. Yes, even if an inhabitant of the world of spirits opened the door, he would be welcome to me! What was that? Three blows on the door! I will not, however, believe it--again three! I went and opened; there was nobody there; only the wind went howling up and down the stairs. I hastily shut the door again, thrust my hands into my pockets, and went up and down for a while, humming aloud. Some moments afterwards I fancied I heard a sigh--I was silent, and listened,--again there was very evidently a sigh--and yet once again, so deep and so mournful, that I exclaimed with secret terror,
gpt
Who is there?