http://blog.bleend.net/google-bloc-de-notas/ Lloro cuando voy al hipódromo y veo que hasta los caballos acaban sus carreras. Tue, 07 Feb 2012 19:33:50 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 http://blog.bleend.net/google-bloc-de-notas/comment-page-1/#comment-1783 mery Thu, 04 Nov 2010 17:29:49 +0000 http://blog.bleend.net/?p=89#comment-1783 It was Doctor Teesdale's job afterwards to make sure that the man was dead. He did so. He had seen it all, of course. He had heard the chaplain praying. He had watched the prison officers putting the rope around the condemned man's neck. He had seen the floor open up underneath him, and he had watched the body drop down into the black hole below. He had looked down and watched the body trembling and kicking. That lasted for only a few moments; it was a perfect death. An hour later it was Teesdale's duty to examine the body, and again everything was normal. The prisoner's neck was broken; death had been quick and painless. As he examined the body, Teesdale had a very strange feeling. It seemed to him that the spirit of the dead man was very near to him. But the body was cold and stiff. Linkworth had been dead for an hour. Then another strange thing happened. One of the prison officers came into the room. `Excuse me, Doctor,' he said politely. `Has someone brought the rope in here with the body? As you know, the hangman is always allowed to keep the rope, and we can't find it anywhere.' It was Doctor Teesdale’s job afterwards to make sure that the man was dead. He did so. He had seen it all, of course. He had heard the chaplain praying. He had watched the prison officers putting the rope around the condemned man’s neck. He had seen the floor open up underneath him, and he had watched the body drop down into the black hole below. He had looked down and watched the body trembling and kicking. That lasted for only a few moments; it was a perfect death. An hour later it was Teesdale’s duty to examine the body, and again everything was normal. The prisoner’s neck was broken; death had been quick and painless. As he examined the body, Teesdale had a very strange feeling. It seemed to him that the spirit of the dead man was very near to him. But the body was cold and stiff. Linkworth had been dead for an hour.
Then another strange thing happened. One of the prison officers came into the room.
`Excuse me, Doctor,’ he said politely. `Has someone brought the rope in here with the body? As you know, the hangman is always allowed to keep the rope, and we can’t find it anywhere.’

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