num_pages: 26
description: One night last winter I was lying in bed thinking about nothing at all in particular. I had been posing for you and I was tired out yet it seemed impossible for me to sleep. I heard the bells in the city ring ten eleven and midnight. I must have fallen asleep about midnight because I don't remember hearing the bells after that. It seemed to me that I had scarcely closed my eyes when I dreamed that something impelled me to go to the window. I rose and raising the sash leaned out. Twenty-fifth Street was deserted as far as I could see. I began to be afraid; everything outside seemed so--so black and uncomfortable.
language: English
title: The Yellow Sign
publisher: Kessinger Publishing