The Man with the Magic Eardrums

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by Harry Stephen Keeler


  But I had heard enough! I climbed up on that windowsill, and throwing my legs and arms around that ladder, slid down its uprights all the way. And, stopping only long enough to grab up that skull in the grass, hastened forth into the night—my last two dimes jingling as I ran.

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