It was nearly midnight.In their warm living-room,the two old peopel and their son sat and talked about the solider's stories.
'India is a wonderful country,'Mr White said.'What exciting stories!It was a good evening.'
Mrs White stood up to take some things into the kitchen,but she stopped and listened to Herbert and his father.
'Yes,'Herbert said.'Morris told some interesting stories,but,of course,some of them weren't true.'
'Oh Herbert!'Mrs White said.
'Well,Mother,that story about the monkey's paw wasn't true.A dirty little monkey's paw isn't magic!But it was a good story.'And Herbert smiled.
'I don't know,'Mr White said quietly.'Perhaps the story was true.Strange things can happen sometimes.'
Mrs White looked at her husband.'Did you give some money to Tom Morris for that monkey's paw?'she asked.'We don't have money to give away for nothing!'Mrs White was angry now.
'Well,yes,'her husband answered.'I did,but not much,and at first he didn't want to take it.He wanted the monkey's paw.'
'Well,he can't have it,'Herbert laughed.'It's our paw now and we're going to be rich and happy.Come on,Father.Make a wish!'
Old Mr White took the paw from his pocket.'Ok,Herbert,but what am I going to ask for?I have everything-you,your mother.What do I need?'
'Money,of course,'Herbert answered quickly.'We need money!You're always thinkinga about money.That's because we haven't got very much of it.With money we can pay for this house.It can be your house!Go on,Father,wish for thirty thousand pounds!'
Herbert stopped talking and his old father thought for a minute.The room was quiet and they could hear the rain on the windows.
The Mr White took the monkey's paw in his right hand.He was afraid,but he looked at his wife and she smiled at him.
'Go on,'she said.
Slowly and carefully Mr White said,'I wish for thirty thousand pounds.'
Suddenly he gave a cry and Mrs White and Herbert ran to him.
'What's the matter,Father?'Herbert asked.
'It moved!'Mr White cried.'The monkey's paw-it moved!'
They looked at the paw.It was now on the floor and not in the old man's hand.The family watched it,and they waited-but it did not move again.
So the little family sat down again and they waited.Nothing happened.The noise of the rain on the windows was worse now and their little living-room did not feel nice and warm.
Mrs White said.'It's cold.Let's go to bed.'
Mr White did not answer and in the end Herbert said,'Well,there's no money,Father.Your friend's story wasn't true.'But Mr White did not answer.He sat quietly and said nothing.
After some time Mrs White said to her husband,'Are you OK?'
'Yes,yes,'the old man answered,'but for a minute or two I was afraid.'
'Well,we needed that money,'Mrs White said,'but we aren't going to get it.I'm tired.I'm going to bed.'
After Mrs White went to bed,the two men sat and smoked for some time.
Then Herbert said,'Well,Father,I'm going to bed too.Perhaps the money is in a bag under your bed!Good night,Father.'And Herbert laughed and went out of the living-room.
Old Mr White sat in the cold living-room for a long time.The candle died and it was dark suddenly,the old man saw a face at the window.Quickly,he looked again,but there was nothing there.He felt afraid.Slowly he stood up and left the cold,dark room.
'India is a wonderful country,'Mr White said.'What exciting stories!It was a good evening.'
Mrs White stood up to take some things into the kitchen,but she stopped and listened to Herbert and his father.
'Yes,'Herbert said.'Morris told some interesting stories,but,of course,some of them weren't true.'
'Oh Herbert!'Mrs White said.
'Well,Mother,that story about the monkey's paw wasn't true.A dirty little monkey's paw isn't magic!But it was a good story.'And Herbert smiled.
'I don't know,'Mr White said quietly.'Perhaps the story was true.Strange things can happen sometimes.'
Mrs White looked at her husband.'Did you give some money to Tom Morris for that monkey's paw?'she asked.'We don't have money to give away for nothing!'Mrs White was angry now.
'Well,yes,'her husband answered.'I did,but not much,and at first he didn't want to take it.He wanted the monkey's paw.'
'Well,he can't have it,'Herbert laughed.'It's our paw now and we're going to be rich and happy.Come on,Father.Make a wish!'
Old Mr White took the paw from his pocket.'Ok,Herbert,but what am I going to ask for?I have everything-you,your mother.What do I need?'
'Money,of course,'Herbert answered quickly.'We need money!You're always thinkinga about money.That's because we haven't got very much of it.With money we can pay for this house.It can be your house!Go on,Father,wish for thirty thousand pounds!'
Herbert stopped talking and his old father thought for a minute.The room was quiet and they could hear the rain on the windows.
The Mr White took the monkey's paw in his right hand.He was afraid,but he looked at his wife and she smiled at him.
'Go on,'she said.
Slowly and carefully Mr White said,'I wish for thirty thousand pounds.'
Suddenly he gave a cry and Mrs White and Herbert ran to him.
'What's the matter,Father?'Herbert asked.
'It moved!'Mr White cried.'The monkey's paw-it moved!'
They looked at the paw.It was now on the floor and not in the old man's hand.The family watched it,and they waited-but it did not move again.
So the little family sat down again and they waited.Nothing happened.The noise of the rain on the windows was worse now and their little living-room did not feel nice and warm.
Mrs White said.'It's cold.Let's go to bed.'
Mr White did not answer and in the end Herbert said,'Well,there's no money,Father.Your friend's story wasn't true.'But Mr White did not answer.He sat quietly and said nothing.
After some time Mrs White said to her husband,'Are you OK?'
'Yes,yes,'the old man answered,'but for a minute or two I was afraid.'
'Well,we needed that money,'Mrs White said,'but we aren't going to get it.I'm tired.I'm going to bed.'
After Mrs White went to bed,the two men sat and smoked for some time.
Then Herbert said,'Well,Father,I'm going to bed too.Perhaps the money is in a bag under your bed!Good night,Father.'And Herbert laughed and went out of the living-room.
Old Mr White sat in the cold living-room for a long time.The candle died and it was dark suddenly,the old man saw a face at the window.Quickly,he looked again,but there was nothing there.He felt afraid.Slowly he stood up and left the cold,dark room.
深夜,老夫妇与儿子围坐谈论在印度的冒险经历。儿子赫伯特揭露了父亲莫里斯与汤姆·莫里斯关于猴子爪子的故事并非全真,而老先生确实给了猴子爪子一些钱。故事最终以猴子爪子突然移动,家庭成员惊喜又困惑地等待它再次行动而告终。然而,当没有发生任何事情后,一家人决定睡觉。在卧室里,赫伯特提出将钱放在床下,为未实现的愿望感到遗憾。故事以老先生看到窗外的神秘面孔作为结尾,暗示着未知的可能性。

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