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missing. It had been on a table beside the wall. Both the
table and the suitcase had disappeared. Perhaps the
landlord had moved the suitcase to a store-room. Anderson
wanted it back.
It was too late to call the landlord. Anderson went to
the window and lit a cigarette.
He looked out of the window. There was a tall house on
the opposite side of the street. The lamp was behind him.
He saw his shadow on the wall of the house opposite. The
person in room 13 was also standing at the window. Ander-
son saw a second shadow on the wall of the house opposite.
This second shadow was strange. The person in room 13
was wearing a tall, pointed hat. Also, the light from room
13 was red. The light was the colour of blood.
Anderson opened the window and put his head outside.
He tried to see the person in the next room. He saw the
sleeve of a long, white coat – that was all. The person in
room 13 suddenly moved away from the window. The red
light went out.
Anderson finished his cigarette. He left the ashtray on
the window ledge. Then he turned out the lamp and went
to bed.
Next morning, the maid brought hot water to the room.
Anderson woke up and remembered his suitcase.
‘Where is my suitcase, please?’ he asked.
The maid laughed and pointed. The suitcase was on the
table beside the wall. It was exactly where Anderson had
left it.
He noticed another strange thing. His ashtray was on the
middle window-ledge. He clearly remembered smoking his
cigarette by the end window – next to number 13.
He finished dressing and decided to visit his neighbour in

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