Отель с привидениями
Chapter XXVIII
Iamreadytoadmitthatyouhavestumbled,byanunluckychance,ontheproofofacrimecommittedintheolddaysofthepalace,nobodyknowshowlongago.Withthatoneconcession,Idisputeeverythingelse.Ratherthanagreeintheopinionyouhaveformed,Iwon’tbelieveanythingthathashappened.Thesupernaturalinfluencesthatsomeofusfeltwhenwefirstsleptinthishotel—yourlossofappetite,oursister’sdreadfuldreams,thesmellthatoverpoweredFrancis,andtheheadthatappearedtoAgnes—Ideclarethemalltobesheerdelusions!Ibelieveinnothing,nothing,nothing!’Heopenedthedoortogoout,andlookedbackintotheroom.’Yes,’heresumed,’thereisonethingIbelievein.Mywifehascommittedabreachofconfidence—IbelieveAgneswillmarryyou.Goodnight,Henry.WeleaveVenicethefirstthingto-morrowmorning.
SoLordMontbarrydisposedofthemysteryofTheHauntedHotel.
