Johnson went to Penquay for the weekend. He arrived there late on Friday evening. The landlady of the guest house, Mrs. Smith, answered the door and showed him to his room. Johnson was very tired and went straight to bed. He slept well and didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next morning. 

Johnson went downstairs for breakfast. Because there were no other guests, Mrs. Smith invited him to have breakfast with her family. Her only daughter, Catherine, about 13, was already sitting in the dining-room. Mrs. Smith went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Johnson noticed there were four places at the table and asked Catherine if there was another guest. Catherine told him that it was an empty place. And it used to be her father's place. Her father had been a fisherman. Three years before he had gone out in his boat, and had never returned. Her mother always kept that place for him and made his breakfast every morning. Catherine showed him his photo on the wall. Johnson said nothing, but looked very puzzled . At that moment Mrs. Smith returned. She served four cups of tea, and put one in the empty place. Looking at the empty chair, Johnson was more puzzled. 

Suddenly, Johnson heard footsteps outside the door and a tall man with a black beard walked into the room. Johnson looked scared. It was the man in the photo. He jumped up and ran out of the room. The man asked, "What's the matter?" Catherine said, "I don't know. He's a guest from London. He's here because a tall man with a black beard tried to kill him." "Catherine," the man said, "have you been telling stories again?" "Stories, father? Me?" the girl laughed.
where was the guest house?
who was in charge there?
who was visiting?
when did he get there?
for how long?
What did he do when he arrived?
why?
did he have trouble sleeping?
how many other guests were staying?
who did he have breakfast with?
who was the empty plate for?
where is he?
how did Johnson react when he came in?
why was he scared?
what was scary about him?
who said that?
why?
was she joking?
Penquay
Penquay
Mrs. Smith
Mrs. Smith
Johnson
Johnson
Friday evening
Friday evening
the weekend
the weekend
went straight to bed
went straight to bed
he was very tired
was very tired
no
He slept well
none
Because there were no other guests
Catherine
Catherine
her father
 her father
outside
Johnson heard footsteps outside the door and a tall man 
He jumped up and ran out of the room
 He jumped up and ran out of the room
It was the man in the photo.
 It was the man in the photo.
Three years before he had gone out in his boat, and had never returned.
Three years before he had gone out in his boat, and had never returned.
Catherine
Catherine
Johnson noticed there were four places at the table
Johnson noticed there were four places at the table
Yes
, "have you been telling stories again?" "Stories, father? Me?" the girl laughed.