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’
Come
!
’
she
said
;
’
and
see
what
the
mocking
Frenchman
called
"
The
beginning
of
the
end
.
"
’
Agnes
was
barely
able
to
rise
from
her
chair
;
she
trembled
from
head
to
foot
.
Henry
gave
her
his
arm
to
support
her
.
’
Fear
nothing
,
’
he
whispered
;
’
I
shall
be
with
you
.
’
The
Countess
proceeded
along
the
westward
corridor
,
and
stopped
at
the
door
numbered
Thirty
-
eight
.
This
was
the
room
which
had
been
inhabited
by
Baron
Rivar
in
the
old
days
of
the
palace
:
it
was
situated
immediately
over
the
bedchamber
in
which
Agnes
had
passed
the
night
.
For
the
last
two
days
the
room
had
been
empty
.
The
absence
of
luggage
in
it
,
when
they
opened
the
door
,
showed
that
it
had
not
yet
been
let
’
You
see
?
’
said
the
Countess
,
pointing
to
the
carved
figure
at
the
fire
-
place
;
’
and
you
know
what
to
do
.
Have
I
deserved
that
you
should
temper
justice
with
mercy
?
’
she
went
on
in
lower
tones
.
’
Give
me
a
few
hours
more
to
myself
.
The
Baron
wants
money
—
I
must
get
on
with
my
play
.
’
She
smiled
vacantly
,
and
imitated
the
action
of
writing
with
her
right
hand
as
she
pronounced
the
last
words
.
The
effort
of
concentrating
her
weakened
mind
on
other
and
less
familiar
topics
than
the
constant
want
of
money
in
the
Baron
’
s
lifetime
,
and
the
vague
prospect
of
gain
from
the
still
unfinished
play
,
had
evidently
exhausted
her
poor
reserves
of
strength
.
When
her
request
had
been
granted
,
she
addressed
no
expressions
of
gratitude
to
Agnes
;
she
only
said
,
’
Feel
no
fear
,
miss
,
of
my
attempting
to
escape
you
.
Where
you
are
,
there
I
must
be
till
the
end
comes
.
’
Her
eyes
wandered
round
the
room
with
a
last
weary
and
stupefied
look
.
She
returned
to
her
writing
with
slow
and
feeble
steps
,
like
the
steps
of
an
old
woman
.
Henry
and
Agnes
were
left
alone
in
the
Room
of
the
Caryatides
.
The
person
who
had
written
the
description
of
the
palace
—
probably
a
poor
author
or
artist
—
had
correctly
pointed
out
the
defects
of
the
mantel
-
piece
.
Bad
taste
,
exhibiting
itself
on
the
most
costly
and
splendid
scale
,
was
visible
in
every
part
of
the
work
.
It
was
nevertheless
greatly
admired
by
ignorant
travellers
of
all
classes
;
partly
on
account
of
its
imposing
size
,
and
partly
on
account
of
the
number
of
variously
-
coloured
marbles
which
the
sculptor
had
contrived
to
introduce
into
his
design
.
Photographs
of
the
mantel
-
piece
were
exhibited
in
the
public
rooms
,
and
found
a
ready
sale
among
English
and
American
visitors
to
the
hotel
.
Henry
led
Agnes
to
the
figure
on
the
left
,
as
they
stood
facing
the
empty
fire
-
place
.
’
Shall
I
try
the
experiment
,
’
he
asked
,
’
or
will
you
?
’
She
abruptly
drew
her
arm
away
from
him
,
and
turned
back
to
the
door
.
’
I
can
’
t
even
look
at
it
,
’
she
said
.
’
That
merciless
marble
face
frightens
me
!
’
Henry
put
his
hand
on
the
forehead
of
the
figure
.
’
What
is
there
to
alarm
you
,
my
dear
,
in
this
conventionally
classical
face
?
’
he
asked
jestingly
.
Before
he
could
press
the
head
inwards
,
Agnes
hurriedly
opened
the
door
.
’
Wait
till
I
am
out
of
the
room
!
’
she
cried
.
’
The
bare
idea
of
what
you
may
find
there
horrifies
me
!
’
She
looked
back
into
the
room
as
she
crossed
the
threshold
.
’
I
won
’
t
leave
you
altogether
,
’
she
said
,
’
I
will
wait
outside
.
’
