Отель с привидениями
Chapter XXIII
Inthepresentstateofhermind,Idoubtifshewillbemuchlongercapableofrealizingherwildideaofyouastheavengingangelwhoistobringhertoareckoningforherevildeeds.Itmaybewelltotrywhatyourinfluencecandowhilesheisstillcapableoffeelingit.’
HewaitedtohearwhatAgneswouldsay.Shetookhisarmandledhiminsilencetothedoor.
Theyascendedtothesecondfloor,and,afterknocking,enteredtheCountess’sroom.
Shewasstillbusilyengagedinwriting.Whenshelookedupfromthepaper,andsawAgnes,avacantexpressionofdoubtwastheonlyexpressioninherwildblackeyes.Afterafewmoments,thelostremembrancesandassociationsappearedtoreturnslowlytohermind.Thependroppedfromherhand.Haggardandtrembling,shelookedcloseratAgnes,andrecognisedheratlast.’Hasthetimecomealready?’shesaidinlowawe-strucktones.’Givemealittlelongerrespite,Ihaven’tdonemywritingyet!’
Shedroppedonherknees,andheldoutherclaspedhandsentreatingly.Agneswasfarfromhavingrecovered,aftertheshockthatshehadsufferedinthenight:hernerveswerefarfrombeingequaltothestrainthatwasnowlaidonthem.ShewassostartledbythechangeintheCountess,thatshewasatalosswhattosayortodonext.Henrywasobligedtospeaktoher.’Putyourquestionswhileyouhavethechance,’hesaid,loweringhisvoice.’See!thevacantlookiscomingoverherfaceagain.’
Agnestriedtorallyhercourage.’Youwereinmyroomlastnight—’shebegan.