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’
She
suddenly
pauses
—
considers
for
a
while
—
and
springs
to
her
feet
,
with
a
cry
of
triumphant
surprise
:
the
wonderful
,
the
unparalleled
idea
has
crossed
her
mind
like
a
flash
of
lightning
.
Make
the
two
men
change
names
and
places
—
and
the
deed
is
done
!
Where
are
the
obstacles
?
Remove
my
Lord
(
by
fair
means
or
foul
)
from
his
room
;
and
keep
him
secretly
prisoner
in
the
palace
,
to
live
or
die
as
future
necessity
may
determine
.
Place
the
Courier
in
the
vacant
bed
,
and
call
in
the
doctor
to
see
him
—
ill
,
in
my
Lord
’
s
character
,
and
(
if
he
dies
)
dying
under
my
Lord
’
s
name
!
’
The
manuscript
dropped
from
Henry
’
s
hands
.
A
sickening
sense
of
horror
overpowered
him
.
The
question
which
had
occurred
to
his
mind
at
the
close
of
the
First
Act
of
the
Play
assumed
a
new
and
terrible
interest
now
.
As
far
as
the
scene
of
the
Countess
’
s
soliloquy
,
the
incidents
of
the
Second
Act
had
reflected
the
events
of
his
late
brother
’
s
life
as
faithfully
as
the
incidents
of
the
First
Act
.
Was
the
monstrous
plot
,
revealed
in
the
lines
which
he
had
just
read
,
the
offspring
of
the
Countess
’
s
morbid
imagination
?
or
had
she
,
in
this
case
also
,
deluded
herself
with
the
idea
that
she
was
inventing
when
she
was
really
writing
under
the
influence
of
her
own
guilty
remembrances
of
the
past
?
If
the
latter
interpretation
were
the
true
one
,
he
had
just
read
the
narrative
of
the
contemplated
murder
of
his
brother
,
planned
in
cold
blood
by
a
woman
who
was
at
that
moment
inhabiting
the
same
house
with
him
.
While
,
to
make
the
fatality
complete
,
Agnes
herself
had
innocently
provided
the
conspirators
with
the
one
man
who
was
fitted
to
be
the
passive
agent
of
their
crime
.
Even
the
bare
doubt
that
it
might
be
so
was
more
than
he
could
endure
.
He
left
his
room
;
resolved
to
force
the
truth
out
of
the
Countess
,
or
to
denounce
her
before
the
authorities
as
a
murderess
at
large
.
Arrived
at
her
door
,
he
was
met
by
a
person
just
leaving
the
room
.
The
person
was
the
manager
.
He
was
hardly
recognisable
;
he
looked
and
spoke
like
a
man
in
a
state
of
desperation
.
’
Oh
,
go
in
,
if
you
like
!
’
he
said
to
Henry
.
’
Mark
this
,
sir
!
I
am
not
a
superstitious
man
;
but
I
do
begin
to
believe
that
crimes
carry
their
own
curse
with
them
.
This
hotel
is
under
a
curse
What
happens
in
the
morning
?
We
discover
a
crime
committed
in
the
old
days
of
the
palace
.
The
night
comes
,
and
brings
another
dreadful
event
with
it
—
a
death
;
a
sudden
and
shocking
death
,
in
the
house
.
Go
in
,
and
see
for
yourself
!
I
shall
resign
my
situation
,
Mr
.
Westwick
:
I
can
’
t
contend
with
the
fatalities
that
pursue
me
here
!
’
Henry
entered
the
room
.
The
Countess
was
stretched
on
her
bed
.
The
doctor
on
one
side
,
and
the
chambermaid
on
the
other
,
were
standing
looking
at
her
.
From
time
to
time
,
she
drew
a
heavy
stertorous
breath
,
like
a
person
oppressed
in
sleeping
.
’
Is
she
likely
to
die
?
’
Henry
asked
.
’
She
is
dead
,
’
the
doctor
answered
.
’
Dead
of
the
rupture
of
a
blood
-
vessel
on
the
brain
.
Those
sounds
that
you
hear
are
purely
mechanical
—
they
may
go
on
for
hours
.
’
