Отель с привидениями

Chapter XI

           ’Pleasegivemeamomenttocomposemyself,’shesaidfaintly.Herheadsankonherbosom:shestoodbeforeAgneslikeaconsciousculpritbeforeamercilessjudge.

           Thesilencethatfollowedwas,literally,thesilenceoffearonbothsides.Inthemidstofit,thedoorwasopenedoncemore—andHenryWestwickappeared.

           HelookedatLadyMontbarrywithamoment’ssteadyattention—bowedtoherwithformalpoliteness—andpassedoninsilence.Atthesightofherhusband’sbrother,thesinkingspiritofthewomansprangtolifeagain.Herdroopingfigurebecameerect.HereyesmetWestwick’slook,brightlydefiant.Shereturnedhisbowwithanicysmileofcontempt.

           HenrycrossedtheroomtoAgnes.

           ’IsLadyMontbarryherebyyourinvitation?’heaskedquietly.

           ’No.’

           ’Doyouwishtoseeher?’

           ’Itisverypainfultometoseeher.’

           Heturnedandlookedathissister-in-law.’Doyouhearthat?’heaskedcoldly.

           ’Ihearit,’sheanswered,morecoldlystill.

           ’Yourvisitis,tosaytheleastofit,ill-timed.’

           ’Yourinterferenceis,tosaytheleastofit,outofplace.’

           Withthatretort,LadyMontbarryapproachedAgnes.ThepresenceofHenryWestwickseemedatoncetorelieveandemboldenher.’Permitmetoaskmyquestion,MissLockwood,’shesaid,withgracefulcourtesy.’Itisnothingtoembarrassyou.WhenthecourierFerrariappliedtomylatehusbandforemployment,didyou—’Herresolutionfailedher,beforeshecouldsaymore.Shesanktremblingintothenearestchair,and,afteramoment’sstruggle,composedherselfagain.

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