We talked late into the night, and finally each retired to our separate rooms. I was excited about this adventure, and hardly thought I'd be able to sleep, but finally I dozed off.
SHORTLY AFTER MIDNIGHT, I was startled awake by terrifying groans followed by a blood-curdling shriek. It seemed to be coming from a large walk-in closet in my room. This was apparently where the murder had occurred.
I must confess that I had all the covers pulled over my head and was shivering with horror. This was when my Japanese friend entered, wearing a pair of flowered-silk pajamas. Hearing his voice I peeped forth. And saw him smiling reassuringly.
“You are some kind of a very foolish fellow,” he said to me. “I'll show you how to fix this!”
In his arm was a large jar, his hands holding three coffee mu
