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The
fair
girl
,
with
a
laugh
of
ribald
coquetry
,
turned
to
answer
him
.
"
You
yourself
never
loved
.
You
never
love
!
"
On
this
the
other
women
joined
,
and
such
a
mirthless
,
hard
,
soulless
laughter
rang
through
the
room
that
it
almost
made
me
faint
to
hear
.
It
seemed
like
the
pleasure
of
fiends
.
Then
the
Count
turned
,
after
looking
at
my
face
attentively
,
and
said
in
a
soft
whisper
,
"
Yes
,
I
too
can
love
.
You
yourselves
can
tell
it
from
the
past
.
Is
it
not
so
?
Well
,
now
I
promise
you
that
when
I
am
done
with
him
you
shall
kiss
him
at
your
will
.
Now
go
!
Go
!
I
must
awaken
him
,
for
there
is
work
to
be
done
.
"
"
Are
we
to
have
nothing
tonight
?
"
said
one
of
them
,
with
a
low
laugh
,
as
she
pointed
to
the
bag
which
he
had
thrown
upon
the
floor
,
and
which
moved
as
though
there
were
some
living
thing
within
it
.
For
answer
he
nodded
his
head
.
One
of
the
women
jumped
forward
and
opened
it
.
If
my
ears
did
not
deceive
me
there
was
a
gasp
and
a
low
wail
,
as
of
a
half
smothered
child
.
The
women
closed
round
,
whilst
I
was
aghast
with
horror
.
But
as
I
looked
,
they
disappeared
,
and
with
them
the
dreadful
bag
.
There
was
no
door
near
them
,
and
they
could
not
have
passed
me
without
my
noticing
.
They
simply
seemed
to
fade
into
the
rays
of
the
moonlight
and
pass
out
through
the
window
,
for
I
could
see
outside
the
dim
,
shadowy
forms
for
a
moment
before
they
entirely
faded
away
.
Then
the
horror
overcame
me
,
and
I
sank
down
unconscious
.
I
awoke
in
my
own
bed
.
If
it
be
that
I
had
not
dreamt
,
the
Count
must
have
carried
me
here
.
I
tried
to
satisfy
myself
on
the
subject
,
but
could
not
arrive
at
any
unquestionable
result
.
To
be
sure
,
there
were
certain
small
evidences
,
such
as
that
my
clothes
were
folded
and
laid
by
in
a
manner
which
was
not
my
habit
.
My
watch
was
still
unwound
,
and
I
am
rigorously
accustomed
to
wind
it
the
last
thing
before
going
to
bed
,
and
many
such
details
.
But
these
things
are
no
proof
,
for
they
may
have
been
evidences
that
my
mind
was
not
as
usual
,
and
,
for
some
cause
or
another
,
I
had
certainly
been
much
upset
.
I
must
watch
for
proof
.
Of
one
thing
I
am
glad
.
If
it
was
that
the
Count
carried
me
here
and
undressed
me
,
he
must
have
been
hurried
in
his
task
,
for
my
pockets
are
intact
.
I
am
sure
this
diary
would
have
been
a
mystery
to
him
which
he
would
not
have
brooked
.
He
would
have
taken
or
destroyed
it
.
As
I
look
round
this
room
,
although
it
has
been
to
me
so
full
of
fear
,
it
is
now
a
sort
of
sanctuary
,
for
nothing
can
be
more
dreadful
than
those
awful
women
,
who
were
,
who
are
,
waiting
to
suck
my
blood
.
18
May
.
--
I
have
been
down
to
look
at
that
room
again
in
daylight
,
for
I
must
know
the
truth
.
When
I
got
to
the
doorway
at
the
top
of
the
stairs
I
found
it
closed
.
It
had
been
so
forcibly
driven
against
the
jamb
that
part
of
the
woodwork
was
splintered
.
I
could
see
that
the
bolt
of
the
lock
had
not
been
shot
,
but
the
door
is
fastened
from
the
inside
.
I
fear
it
was
no
dream
,
and
must
act
on
this
surmise
.
19
May
.
--
I
am
surely
in
the
toils
.
Last
night
the
Count
asked
me
in
the
suavest
tones
to
write
three
letters
,
one
saying
that
my
work
here
was
nearly
done
,
and
that
I
should
start
for
home
within
a
few
days
,
another
that
I
was
starting
on
the
next
morning
from
the
time
of
the
letter
,
and
the
third
that
I
had
left
the
castle
and
arrived
at
Bistritz
.
I
would
fain
have
rebelled
,
but
felt
that
in
the
present
state
of
things
it
would
be
madness
to
quarrel
openly
with
the
Count
whilst
I
am
so
absolutely
in
his
power
.
And
to
refuse
would
be
to
excite
his
suspicion
and
to
arouse
his
anger
.
He
knows
that
I
know
too
much
,
and
that
I
must
not
live
,
lest
I
be
dangerous
to
him
.
My
only
chance
is
to
prolong
my
opportunities
.
Something
may
occur
which
will
give
me
a
chance
to
escape
.
I
saw
in
his
eyes
something
of
that
gathering
wrath
which
was
manifest
when
he
hurled
that
fair
woman
from
him
.
He
explained
to
me
that
posts
were
few
and
uncertain
,
and
that
my
writing
now
would
ensure
ease
of
mind
to
my
friends
.
And
he
assured
me
with
so
much
impressiveness
that
he
would
countermand
the
later
letters
,
which
would
be
held
over
at
Bistritz
until
due
time
in
case
chance
would
admit
of
my
prolonging
my
stay
,
that
to
oppose
him
would
have
been
to
create
new
suspicion
.
I
therefore
pretended
to
fall
in
with
his
views
,
and
asked
him
what
dates
I
should
put
on
the
letters
.
He
calculated
a
minute
,
and
then
said
,
"
The
first
should
be
June
12
,
the
second
June
19
,
and
the
third
June
29
.
"
