Page:Weird Tales volume 36 number 01.djvu/20

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The grim Reaper stands over a scene of one man strangling another.

The Man Who Lived


He stepped from his Pimlico lodging house—into a London as dead as Babylon.

Hunger and the sight of plenty drove Edward Penderby from the streets at 9 o'clock the night of that September 10. London's heat, pulsing at wall and roof all afternoon and evening had made the Lupus Street attic oven hot. He opened the window, and the effort left him panting.

Penderby was tired in body and mind, tired as only the workless on his futile quest can be. His underwear clung. The soles of his feet seered burning. The hun-