Отель с привидениями
Chapter XII
Ihardlyknowhowtoexpressit.Theshortestwayperhapswillbetoletyoufinditoutforyourself.Youhavebeenspeakingofmylonelyunprotectedlifehere.Itisnotaveryhappylife,Henry—Iownthat.’Shepaused,observingthegrowinganxietyofhisexpressionashelookedather,withashysatisfactionthatperplexedhim.’DoyouknowthatIhaveanticipatedyouridea?’shewenton.’Iamgoingtomakeagreatchangeinmylife—ifyourbrotherStephenandhiswifewillonlyconsenttoit.’Sheopenedthedeskofthewriting-tablewhileshespoke,tookaletterout,andhandedittoHenry.
Hereceiveditfromhermechanically.Vaguedoubts,whichhehardlyunderstoodhimself,kepthimsilent.Itwasimpossiblethatthe’changeinherlife’ofwhichshehadspokencouldmeanthatshewasabouttobemarried—andyethewasconsciousofaperfectlyunreasonablereluctancetoopentheletter.Theireyesmet;shesmiledagain.’Lookattheaddress,’shesaid.’Yououghttoknowthehandwriting—butIdaresayyoudon’t.’
Helookedattheaddress.Itwasinthelarge,irregular,uncertainwritingofachild.Heopenedtheletterinstantly.
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