the haunted hotel(闹鬼的旅馆)-第3节
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'There was natural curiosity to see the woman who had been preferred
to her； and perhaps some astonishment also； not to see a more engaging
and more beautiful person； both those feelings restrained within the limits
of good breeding； and both not lasting for more than a few momentsso
far as I could see。 I say； 〃so far；〃 because the horrible agitation that she
communicated to me disturbed my judgment。 If I could have got to the
door； I would have run out of the room； she frightened me so！ I was not
even able to stand up I sank back in my chair； I stared horror…struck at
the calm blue eyes that were only looking at me with a gentle surprise。 To
say they affected me like the eyes of a serpent is to say nothing。 I felt her
soul in them； looking into minelooking； if such a thing can be；
unconsciously to her own mortal self。 I tell you my impression； in all its
horror and in all its folly！ That woman is destined （without knowing it
herself） to be the evil genius of my life。 Her innocent eyes saw hidden
capabilities of wickedness in me that I was not aware of myself； until I felt
them stirring under her look。 If I commit faults in my life to comeif I am
even guilty of crimes she will bring the retribution； without （as I firmly
believe） any conscious exercise of her own will。 In one indescribable
moment I felt all thisand I suppose my face showed it。 The good artless
creature was inspired by a sort of gentle alarm for me。 〃I am afraid the
heat of the room is too much for you； will you try my smelling bottle？〃 I
heard her say those kind words； and I remember nothing elseI fainted。
When I recovered my senses； the company had all gone； only the lady of
the house was with me。 For the moment I could say nothing to her； the
dreadful impression that I have tried to describe to you came back to me
with the coming back of my life。 As soon I could speak； I implored her
to tell me the whole truth about the woman whom I had supplanted。 You
see； I had a faint hope that her good character might not really be deserved；
that her noble letter was a skilful piece of hypocrisyin short； that she
secretly hated me； and was cunning enough to hide it。 No！ the lady had
been her friend from her girlhood； was as familiar with her as if they had
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been sistersknew her positively to be as good； as innocent； as incapable
of hating anybody； as the greatest saint that ever lived。 My one last hope；
that I had only felt an ordinary forewarning of danger in the presence of an
ordinary enemy； was a hope destroyed for ever。 There was one more
effort I could make； and I made it。 I went next to the man whom I am to
marry。 I implored him to release me from my promise。 He refused。 I
declared I would break my engagement。 He showed me letters from his
sisters； letters from his brothers； and his dear friends all entreating him to
think again before he made me his wife； all repeating reports of me in
Paris； Vienna； and London； which are so many vile lies。 〃If you refuse to
marry me；〃 he said； 〃you admit that these reports are trueyou admit that
you are afraid to face society in the character of my wife。〃 What could I
answer？ There was no contradicting himhe was plainly right： if I
persisted in my refusal； the utter destruction of my reputation would be the
result。 I consented to let the wedding take place as we had arranged it
and left him。 The night has passed。 I am here； with my fixed
conviction that innocent woman is ordained to have a fatal influence
over my life。 I am here with my one question to put； to the one man who
can answer it。 For the last time； sir； what am Ia demon who has seen the
avenging angel？ or only a poor mad woman； misled by the delusion of a
deranged mind？'
Doctor Wybrow rose from his chair； determined to close the interview。
He was strongly and painfully impressed by what he had heard。 The
longer he had listened to her； the more irresistibly the conviction of the
woman's wickedness had forced itself on him。 He tried vainly to think of
her as a person to be pitieda person with a morbidly sensitive
imagination； conscious of the capacities for evil which lie dormant in us
all； and striving earnestly to open her heart to the counter…influence of her
own better nature； the effort was beyond him。 A perverse instinct in him
said； as if in words； Beware how you believe in her！
'I have already given you my opinion；' he said。 'There is no sign of
your intellect being deranged； or being likely to be deranged； that medical
science can discoveras I understand it。 As for the impressions you have
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confided to me； I can only say that yours is a case （as I venture to think）
for spiritual rather than for medical advice。 Of one thing be assured：
what you have said to me in this room shall not pass out of it。 Your
confession is safe in my keeping。'
She heard him； with a certain dogged resignation； to the end。
'Is that all？' she asked。
'That is all；' he answered。
She put a little paper packet of money on the table。 'Thank you； sir。
There is your fee。'
With those words she rose。 Her wild black eyes looked upward； with
an expression of despair so defiant and so horrible in its silent agony that
the Doctor turned away his head； unable to endure the sight of it。 The
bare idea of taking anything from hernot money only； but anything even
that she had touchedsuddenly revolted him。 Still without looking at her；
he said； 'Take it back； I don't want my fee。'
She neither heeded nor heard him。 Still looking upward； she said
slowly to herself； 'Let the end come。 I have done with the struggle： I
submit。'
She drew her veil over her face； bowed to the Doctor； and left the
room。
He rang the bell； and followed her into the hall。 As the servant closed
the door on her； a sudden impulse of curiosity utterly unworthy of him；
and at the same time utterly irresistible sprang up in the Doctor's mind。
Blushing like a boy； he said to the servant； 'Follow her home； and find out
her name。' For one moment the man looked at his master； doubting if his
own ears had not deceived him。 Doctor Wybrow looked back at him in
silence。 The submissive servant knew what that silence meanthe took his
hat and hurried into the street。
The Doctor went back to the consulting…room。 A sudden revulsion of
feeling swept over his mind。 Had the woman left an infection of
wickedness in the house； and had he caught it？ What devil had possessed
him to degrade himself in the eyes of his own servant？ He had behaved
infamouslyhe had asked an honest man； a man who had served him
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faithfully for years； to turn spy！ Stung by the bare thought of it； he ran
out into the hall again； and opened the door。 The servant had disappeared；
it was too late to call him back。 But one refuge from his contempt for
himself was now open to him the refuge of work。 He got into his
carriage and went his rounds among his patients。
If the famous physician could have shaken his own reputation； he
would have done it that afternoon。 Never before had he made himself so
little welcome at the bedside。 Never before had he put off until to…
morrow the prescription which ought to have been written； the opinion
which ought to have been given； to…day。 He went home earlier than usual
unutterably dissatisfied with himself。
The servant had returned。 Dr。 Wybrow was ashamed to question him。
The man reported the result of his errand； without waiting to be asked。
'The lady's na
