Slowly and carefully Mr White said, "I wish for thirty thousand pounds."Suddenly he gave a cry and Mrs White and Herbert ran to him."What's the matter， Father?" Herbert asked."It moved!" Mr White cried. "The monkey's paw―it moved!"They looked at the paw.It was now on the floor and not in the old man's hand.The family watched it, and they waited，but it did not move again.So the little family sat down again and they waited．Nothing happened.The noise of the rain on the windows was worse now and their little livingroom did not feel nice and warm．Mrs White said, "It's cold Let's go to bed."Mr White did not answer and in the end Herbert said,"Well, there's no money, Father. Your friend"s story wasn't true."But Mr White did not answer. He sat quietly and said nothing．After some time Mrs White said to her husband, "Are you OK?""Yes, yes," the old man answered, "but for a minute or two I was afraid."
