the sphinx without a secret-第2节
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… 〃You went to meet some one;〃 I cried; 〃this is your mystery。〃
She grew dreadfully white; and said; 〃I went to meet no one。〃 …
〃Can't you tell the truth?〃 I exclaimed。 〃I have told it;〃 she
replied。 I was mad; frantic; I don't know what I said; but I said
terrible things to her。 Finally I rushed out of the house。 She
wrote me a letter the next day; I sent it back unopened; and
started for Norway with Alan Colville。 After a month I came back;
and the first thing I saw in the MORNING POST was the death of Lady
Alroy。 She had caught a chill at the Opera; and had died in five
days of congestion of the lungs。 I shut myself up and saw no one。
I had loved her so much; I had loved her so madly。 Good God! how I
had loved that woman!'
'You went to the street; to the house in it?' I said。
'Yes;' he answered。
'One day I went to Cumnor Street。 I could not help it; I was
tortured with doubt。 I knocked at the door; and a respectable…
looking woman opened it to me。 I asked her if she had any rooms to
let。 〃Well; sir;〃 she replied; 〃the drawing…rooms are supposed to
be let; but I have not seen the lady for three months; and as rent
is owing on them; you can have them。〃 … 〃Is this the lady?〃 I said;
showing the photograph。 〃That's her; sure enough;〃 she exclaimed;
〃and when is she coming back; sir?〃 … 〃The lady is dead;〃 I
replied。 〃Oh sir; I hope not!〃 said the woman; 〃she was my best
lodger。 She paid me three guineas a week merely to sit in my
drawing…rooms now and then。〃 〃She met some one here?〃 I said; but
the woman assured me that it was not so; that she always came
alone; and saw no one。 〃What on earth did she do here?〃 I cried。
〃She simply sat in the drawing…room; sir; reading books; and
sometimes had tea;〃 the woman answered。 I did not know what to
say; so I gave her a sovereign and went away。 Now; what do you
think it all meant? You don't believe the woman was telling the
truth?'
'I do。'
'Then why did Lady Alroy go there?'
'My dear Gerald;' I answered; 'Lady Alroy was simply a woman with a
mania for mystery。 She took these rooms for the pleasure of going
there with her veil down; and imagining she was a heroine。 She had
a passion for secrecy; but she herself was merely a Sphinx without
a secret。'
'Do you really think so?'
'I am sure of it;' I replied。
He took out the morocco case; opened it; and looked at the
photograph。 'I wonder?' he said at last。