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1Of course I never mention it to them any more,--I am too wise,--but I keep watch of it all the same. There are things in
2that paper that nobody knows but me, or ever will. Behind that outside pattern the dim shapes get clearer every day. It
3is always the same shape, only very numerous. And it is like a woman stooping down and creeping about behind that
4pattern. I don't like it a bit. I wonder--I begin to think--I wish John would take me away from here! It is so hard to
5talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so. But I tried it last night. It was
6moonlight. The moon shines in all around, just as the sun does. I hate to see it sometimes, it creeps so slowly, and
7always comes in by one window or another. John was asleep and I hated to waken him, so I kept still and watched the
8moonlight on that undulating wallpaper till I felt creepy. The faint figure behind seemed to shake the pattern, just as
9if she wanted to get out. I got up softly and went to feel and see if the paper did move, and when I came back John was
10awake. "What is it, little girl?" he said. "Don't go walking about like that--you'll get cold." I thought it was a good
11time to talk, so I told him that I really was not gaining here, and that I wished he would take me away. "Why darling!"
12said he, "our lease will be up in three weeks, and I can't see how to leave before. "The repairs are not done at home,
13and I cannot possibly leave town just now. Of course if you were in any danger I could and would, but you really are
14better, dear, whether you can see it or not. I am a doctor, dear, and I know. You are gaining flesh and color, your
15appetite is better. I feel really much easier about you." "I don't weigh a bit more," said I, "nor as much; and my
16appetite may be better in the evening, when you are here, but it is worse in the morning when you are away." "Bless her
17little heart!" said he with a big hug; "she shall be as sick as she pleases! But now let's improve the shining hours by
18going to sleep, and talk about it in the morning!" "And you won't go away?" I asked gloomily. "Why, how can I, dear? It
19is only three weeks more and then we will take a nice little trip of a few days while Jennie is getting the house ready.
20Really, dear, you are better!" "Better in body perhaps"--I began, and stopped short, for he sat up straight and looked
21at me with such a stern, reproachful look that I could not say another word. "My darling," said he, "I beg of you, for
22my sake and for our child's sake, as well as for your own, that you will never for one instant let that idea enter your
23mind! There is nothing so dangerous, so fascinating, to a temperament like yours. It is a false and foolish fancy. Can
24you not trust me as a physician when I tell you so?" So of course I said no more on that score, and we went to sleep
25before long. He thought I was asleep first, but I wasn't,--I lay there for hours trying to decide whether that front
26pattern and the back pattern really did move together or separately. On a pattern like this, by daylight, there is a
27lack of sequence, a defiance of law, that is a constant irritant to a normal mind. The color is hideous enough, and
28unreliable enough, and infuriating enough, but the pattern is torturing. You think you have mastered it, but just as you
29get well under way in following, it turns a back somersault and there you are. It slaps you in the face, knocks you
30down, and tramples upon you. It is like a bad dream. The outside pattern is a florid arabesque, reminding one of a
31fungus. If you can imagine a toadstool in joints, an interminable string of toadstools, budding and sprouting in endless
32convolutions,--why, that is something like it. That is, sometimes! There is one marked peculiarity about this paper, a
33thing nobody seems to notice but myself, and that is that it changes as the light changes. When the sun shoots in
34through the east window--I always watch for that first long, straight ray--it changes so quickly that I never can quite
35believe it. That is why I watch it always. By moonlight--the moon shines in all night when there is a moon--I wouldn't
36know it was the same paper. At night in any kind of light, in twilight, candlelight, lamplight, and worst of all by
37moonlight, it becomes bars! The outside pattern I mean, and the woman behind it is as plain as can be. I didn't realize
38for a long time what the thing was that showed behind,--that dim sub-pattern,--but now I am quite sure it is a woman. By
39daylight she is subdued, quiet. I fancy it is the pattern that keeps her so still. It is so puzzling. It keeps me quiet
40by the hour. I lie down ever so much now. John says it is good for me, and to sleep all I can. Indeed, he started the
41habit by making me lie down for an hour after each meal. It is a very bad habit, I am convinced, for, you see, I don't
42sleep. And that cultivates deceit, for I don't tell them I'm awake,--oh, no! The fact is, I am getting a little afraid
43of John. He seems very queer sometimes, and even Jennie has an inexplicable look. It strikes me occasionally, just as a
44scientific hypothesis, that perhaps it is the paper! I have watched John when he did not know I was looking, and come
45into the room suddenly on the most innocent excuses, and I've caught him several times looking at the paper! And Jennie
46too. I caught Jennie with her hand on it once. She didn't know I was in the room, and when I asked her in a quiet, a
47very quiet voice, with the most restrained manner possible, what she was doing with the paper she turned around as if
48she had been caught stealing, and looked quite angry--asked me why I should frighten her so! Then she said that the
49paper stained everything it touched, that she had found yellow smooches on all my clothes and John's, and she wished we
50would be more careful! Did not that sound innocent? But I know she was studying that pattern, and I am determined that
51nobody shall find it out but myself! Life is very much more exciting now than it used to be. You see I have something
52more to expect, to look forward to, to watch. I really do eat better, and am more quiet than I was. John is so pleased
53to see me improve! He laughed a little the other day, and said I seemed to be flourishing in spite of my wallpaper. I
54turned it off with a laugh. I had no intention of telling him it was because of the wallpaper--he would make fun of me.
55He might even want to take me away. I don't want to leave now until I have found it out. There is a week more, and I
56think that will be enough. I'm feeling ever so much better! I don't sleep much at night, for it is so interesting to
57watch developments; but I sleep a good deal in the daytime. In the daytime it is tiresome and perplexing. There are
58always new shoots on the fungus, and new shades of yellow all over it. I cannot keep count of them, though I have tried
59conscientiously. It is the strangest yellow, that wallpaper! It makes me think of all the yellow things I ever saw--not
60beautiful ones like buttercups, but old foul, bad yellow things. But there is something else about that paper--the
61smell! I noticed it the moment we came into the room, but with so much air and sun it was not bad. Now we have had a
62week of fog and rain, and whether the windows are open or not, the smell is here. It creeps all over the house. I find
63it hovering in the dining-room, skulking in the parlor, hiding in the hall, lying in wait for me on the stairs. It gets
64into my hair. Even when I go to ride, if I turn my head suddenly and surprise it--there is that smell! Such a peculiar
65odor, too! I have spent hours in trying to analyze it, to find what it smelled like.
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