Room 13-05
13号房间 05

　　That evening, Anderson spoke to the landlord of The Golden Lion Inn.

　　“Why is there no room 13 in the inn?” he asked.

　　“Many people won’t sleep in a room number 13,” the landlord replied. “They say it’s unlucky.”

　　“Then who is in your room number 13.” Asked Anderson.

　　“There isn’t a room number 13,” the landlord said. “Your room is next to room number 14.”

　　“Of course,” said Anderson. “I must have made a mistake. Would you like to come up to number 12 for a glass of brandy and a cigar.”

　　“I’d like to very much,” said the landlord.

　　They went upstairs together. They went past room number 10 and number 11 to reach number 12.

　　The landlord looked at the inside of number 12.

　　“This room looks very small,” he said.

　　Anderson poured two glasses of brandy. Both men lit cigars.

　　Anderson opened the window to let out the smoke. There was a red light and a shadow on the wall of the house opposite. The light came from number 13. The shadow was dancing wildly, but there was no noise.

　　Anderson sat down to drink his brandy. He wanted to tell the landlord about the strange things he had seen. Suddenly a terrible noise came from the next room.

　　那晚，安德森先生找金狮旅馆的老板谈了话。　

　　他问：“为什么没人住１３号房间？”

　　“很多人都不愿意住１３号房间，他们说那数字不吉利。”老板回答说。

　　“那么谁住在您旅馆的１３号房间里？”安德森问。

　　“根本就没有１３号房间啊，”老板回答道“您的房间挨着的是１４号房间。”

　　安德森先生说：“当然，一定是我搞错了。您愿意到我房间来喝杯白兰地，抽枝雪茄吗？”

　　老板答道：“非常乐意。”

　　他们一起上楼，经过１０号和１１号房间来到１２号房间。

　　老板看看屋子里面，说：“这个房间看起来真是太小了。”

　　安德森先生倒了两杯白兰地，俩人都点起雪茄。

　　安德森先生把窗户打开好让烟散出去。他看到对面墙上又有了红光和一个人影，那光来自１３号房间，那影子疯狂得舞动着，但是却没发出一点声音。

　　安德森先生坐下来喝白兰地，正当他想开口告诉旅馆老板他看到的怪事时，隔壁房间突然传来很大的响声。