The thing on the door-step

_A powerful tale by one of the supreme masters of weird fiction--a tale in which the horror creeps and grows, to spring at last upon the reader in all its hideous totality._

Derby had been married more than three years on that August day when I got that telegram from Maine. I had not seen him for two months, but had heard he was away "on business"....

When he had slumped down into a stupor I propped him with pillows and let normal sleep overtake him. I did not call a doctor, for I knew what would be said of his sanity, and wi...