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Henry
made
no
reply
.
The
succession
of
the
questions
that
had
just
been
read
to
him
,
exactly
followed
the
succession
of
the
dreams
that
had
terrified
Mrs
.
Norbury
,
on
the
two
nights
which
she
had
passed
in
the
hotel
.
It
was
useless
to
point
out
this
coincidence
to
his
brother
.
He
only
said
,
’
Go
on
.
’
Lord
Montbarry
turned
the
pages
until
he
came
to
the
next
intelligible
passage
.
’
Here
,
’
he
proceeded
,
’
is
a
double
scene
on
the
stage
—
so
far
as
I
can
understand
the
sketch
of
it
.
The
Doctor
is
upstairs
,
innocently
writing
his
certificate
of
my
Lord
’
s
decease
,
by
the
dead
Courier
’
s
bedside
.
Down
in
the
vaults
,
the
Baron
stands
by
the
corpse
of
the
poisoned
lord
,
preparing
the
strong
chemical
acids
which
are
to
reduce
it
to
a
heap
of
ashes
—
Surely
,
it
is
not
worth
while
to
trouble
ourselves
with
deciphering
such
melodramatic
horrors
as
these
?
Let
us
get
on
!
let
us
get
on
!
’
He
turned
the
leaves
again
;
attempting
vainly
to
discover
the
meaning
of
the
confused
scenes
that
followed
.
On
the
last
page
but
one
,
he
found
the
last
intelligible
sentences
.
’
The
Third
Act
seems
to
be
divided
,
’
he
said
,
’
into
two
Parts
or
Tableaux
.
I
think
I
can
read
the
writing
at
the
beginning
of
the
Second
Part
.
The
Baron
and
the
Countess
open
the
scene
.
The
Baron
’
s
hands
are
mysteriously
concealed
by
gloves
.
He
has
reduced
the
body
to
ashes
by
his
own
system
of
cremation
,
with
the
exception
of
the
head
—
’
Henry
interrupted
his
brother
there
.
’
Don
’
t
read
any
more
!
’
he
exclaimed
.
’
Let
us
do
the
Countess
justice
,
’
Lord
Montbarry
persisted
.
’
There
are
not
half
a
dozen
lines
more
that
I
can
make
out
!
The
accidental
breaking
of
his
jar
of
acid
has
burnt
the
Baron
’
s
hands
severely
.
He
is
still
unable
to
proceed
to
the
destruction
of
the
head
—
and
the
Countess
is
woman
enough
(
with
all
her
wickedness
)
to
shrink
from
attempting
to
take
his
place
—
when
the
first
news
is
received
of
the
coming
arrival
of
the
commission
of
inquiry
despatched
by
the
insurance
offices
.
The
Baron
feels
no
alarm
.
Inquire
as
the
commission
may
,
it
is
the
natural
death
of
the
Courier
(
in
my
Lord
’
s
character
)
that
they
are
blindly
investigating
.
The
head
not
being
destroyed
,
the
obvious
alternative
is
to
hide
it
—
and
the
Baron
is
equal
to
the
occasion
.
His
studies
in
the
old
library
have
informed
him
of
a
safe
place
of
concealment
in
the
palace
.
The
Countess
may
recoil
from
handling
the
acids
and
watching
the
process
of
cremation
;
but
she
can
surely
sprinkle
a
little
disinfecting
powder
—
’
’
No
more
!
’
Henry
reiterated
.
’
No
more
!
’
