Mr White said again，'Think，woman！Think！Our boy was in the machinery for a long time．They didn't want to show him to us! Think! Do you want to see his body?''Yes！ He's my son． I'm not afraid of him！' she answered．'You don't understand,' Mr White said sadly, but he went downstairs to look for the monkey's paw．In the living-room it was dark and Mr White did not have a candle.Slowly, he went across the room and he put out his hand for the monkey's paw．He touched it, and quickly took his hand away again.'No!' he thought．'I can't! I don't want to see Herbert!His face after he was in the machinery... no!'Then he thought about his wife and he put out his hand and took the paw．In the bedroom his wife waited.She saw the paw in Mr White's hand and cried, 'Quick! Make the wish!''I can't,' Mr White answered．'Remember，he died in the machinery!''Make the wish! I'm not afraid of my own son!' Mrs White cried again．
