Отель с привидениями
Chapter XVIII
Itwascomposed(ifsuchathingcouldbe)oftwominglingexhalations,whichwereseparately-discoverableexhalationsnevertheless.Thisstrangeblendingofodoursconsistedofsomethingfaintlyandunpleasantlyaromatic,mixedwithanotherunderlyingsmell,sounutterablysickeningthathethrewopenthewindow,andputhisheadoutintothefreshair,unabletoendurethehorriblyinfectedatmosphereforamomentlonger.
TheFrenchproprietorjoinedhisEnglishfriend,withhiscigaralreadylit.Hestartedbackindismayatasightterribletohiscountrymeningeneral—thesightofanopenwindow.’YouEnglishpeopleareperfectlymadonthesubjectoffreshair!’heexclaimed.’Weshallcatchourdeathsofcold.’
Francisturned,andlookedathiminastonishment.’Areyoureallynotawareofthesmellthereisintheroom?’heasked.
’Smell!’repeatedhisbrother-manager.’Ismellmyowngoodcigar.Tryoneyourself.AndforHeaven’ssakeshutthewindow!’
Francisdeclinedthecigarbyasign.’Forgiveme,’hesaid.’Iwillleaveyoutoclosethewindow.Ifeelfaintandgiddy—Ihadbettergoout.’Heputhishandkerchiefoverhisnoseandmouth,andcrossedtheroomtothedoor.
TheFrenchmanfollowedthemovementsofFrancis,insuchastateofbewildermentthatheactuallyforgottoseizetheopportunityofshuttingoutthefreshair.’Isitsonastyasthat?’heasked,withabroadstareofamazement.
’Horrible!’Francismutteredbehindhishandkerchief.’Ineversmeltanythinglikeitinmylife!’
Therewasaknockatthedoor.Thescene-painterappeared.