(The following is from the pocket journal of Edgar Willard)293Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLnUvOFizxE
Took the liberty this morning of forcing the lock which binds the book closed; did it before Mr. Beal arose. No help; it is all in cipher. A simple one, I believe. Perhaps I may break it as easily as the lock. A diary, I am certain, the hand strangely like Mr. Beal’s own. Whose book, shelved in the most obscure corner of this library and locked across the pages? It seems old, but how to tell? The corrupting air has largely been kept from its pages. More later, if time; Mr. Beal set upon looking about he cellar. Am afraid these dreadful goings-on will be too much for his chancy health yet. I must try to persuade him----293Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUyzyoFriA6
But he comes. I must cease writing for now.293Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWPzx06AJVv
