Отель с привидениями
Chapter VI
Hereyesweremorecommunicative—hereyesadded,intheirlanguage,’Youmaysaywhatyouplease;Iwillneverforgiveyoutomydyingday.’
Mr.Troygaveitup.Hecomposedlywheeledhischairaround,puthishandsinhispockets,andlookedoutofwindow.
Afteranintervalofsilence,thedrawing-roomdoorwasopened.
Mr.Troywheeledroundagainbrisklytothetable,expectingtoseeAgnes.Tohissurprisethereappeared,inherplace,aperfectstrangertohim—agentleman,intheprimeoflife,withamarkedexpressionofpainandembarrassmentonhishandsomeface.HelookedatMr.Troy,andbowedgravely.
’IamsounfortunateastohavebroughtnewstoMissAgnesLockwoodwhichhasgreatlydistressedher,’hesaid.’Shehasretiredtoherroom.Iamrequestedtomakeherexcuses,andtospeaktoyouinherplace.’
Havingintroducedhimselfinthoseterms,henoticedMrs.Ferrari,andheldouthishandtoherkindly.’Itissomeyearssincewelastmet,Emily,’hesaid.’Iamafraidyouhavealmostforgottenthe"MasterHenry"ofoldtimes.’Emily,insomelittleconfusion,madeheracknowledgments,andbeggedtoknowifshecouldbeofanyusetoMissLockwood.’Theoldnurseiswithher,’Henryanswered;’theywillbebetterlefttogether.’HeturnedoncemoretoMr.Troy.’Ioughttotellyou,’hesaid,’thatmynameisHenryWestwick.IamtheyoungerbrotherofthelateLordMontbarry.’
’ThelateLordMontbarry!’Mr.Troyexclaimed.
’MybrotherdiedatVeniceyesterdayevening.Thereisthetelegram.’Withthatstartlinganswer,hehandedthepapertoMr.Troy.
