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The
scene
-
painter
appeared
to
be
puzzled
by
the
vehement
energy
of
the
language
addressed
to
him
.
’
The
room
is
as
fresh
and
sweet
as
a
room
can
be
,
’
he
answered
.
As
he
spoke
,
he
looked
back
with
astonishment
at
Francis
Westwick
,
standing
outside
in
the
corridor
,
and
eyeing
the
interior
of
the
bedchamber
with
an
expression
of
undisguised
disgust
.
The
Parisian
director
approached
his
English
colleague
,
and
looked
at
him
with
grave
and
anxious
scrutiny
.
’
You
see
,
my
friend
,
here
are
two
of
us
,
with
as
good
noses
as
yours
,
who
smell
nothing
.
If
you
want
evidence
from
more
noses
,
look
there
!
’
He
pointed
to
two
little
English
girls
,
at
play
in
the
corridor
.
’
The
door
of
my
room
is
wide
open
—
and
you
know
how
fast
a
smell
can
travel
.
Now
listen
,
while
I
appeal
to
these
innocent
noses
,
in
the
language
of
their
own
dismal
island
.
My
little
loves
,
do
you
sniff
a
nasty
smell
here
—
ha
?
’
The
children
burst
out
laughing
,
and
answered
emphatically
,
’
No
.
’
’
My
good
Westwick
,
’
the
Frenchman
resumed
,
in
his
own
language
,
’
the
conclusion
is
surely
plain
?
There
is
something
wrong
,
very
wrong
,
with
your
own
nose
.
I
recommend
you
to
see
a
medical
man
.
’
Having
given
that
advice
,
he
returned
to
his
room
,
and
shut
out
the
horrid
fresh
air
with
a
loud
exclamation
of
relief
.
Francis
left
the
hotel
,
by
the
lanes
that
led
to
the
Square
of
St
.
Mark
The
night
-
breeze
soon
revived
him
.
He
was
able
to
light
a
cigar
,
and
to
think
quietly
over
what
had
happened
.
Avoiding
the
crowd
under
the
colonnades
,
Francis
walked
slowly
up
and
down
the
noble
open
space
of
the
square
,
bathed
in
the
light
of
the
rising
moon
.
Without
being
aware
of
it
himself
,
he
was
a
thorough
materialist
.
The
strange
effect
produced
on
him
by
the
room
—
following
on
the
other
strange
effects
produced
on
the
other
relatives
of
his
dead
brother
—
exercised
no
perplexing
influence
over
the
mind
of
this
sensible
man
.
’
Perhaps
,
’
he
reflected
,
’
my
temperament
is
more
imaginative
than
I
supposed
it
to
be
—
and
this
is
a
trick
played
on
me
by
my
own
fancy
?
Or
,
perhaps
,
my
friend
is
right
;
something
is
physically
amiss
with
me
?
I
don
’
t
feel
ill
,
certainly
.
But
that
is
no
safe
criterion
sometimes
.
I
am
not
going
to
sleep
in
that
abominable
room
to
-
night
—
I
can
well
wait
till
to
-
morrow
to
decide
whether
I
shall
speak
to
a
doctor
or
not
.
In
the
mean
time
,
the
hotel
doesn
’
t
seem
likely
to
supply
me
with
the
subject
of
a
piece
.
A
terrible
smell
from
an
invisible
ghost
is
a
perfectly
new
idea
.
But
it
has
one
drawback
.
If
I
realise
it
on
the
stage
,
I
shall
drive
the
audience
out
of
the
theatre
.
’
As
his
strong
common
sense
arrived
at
this
facetious
conclusion
,
he
became
aware
of
a
lady
,
dressed
entirely
in
black
,
who
was
observing
him
with
marked
attention
.
’
Am
I
right
in
supposing
you
to
be
Mr
.
Francis
Westwick
?
’
the
lady
asked
,
at
the
moment
when
he
looked
at
her
.
’
That
is
my
name
,
madam
.
May
I
inquire
to
whom
I
have
the
honour
of
speaking
?
’
’
We
have
only
met
once
,
’
she
answered
a
little
evasively
,
’
when
your
late
brother
introduced
me
to
the
members
of
his
family
.
