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’
She
remembered
me
,
of
course
?
’
’
She
remembered
you
with
some
difficulty
.
Finding
that
she
wouldn
’
t
answer
me
on
any
other
terms
,
I
questioned
her
as
if
I
had
come
direct
from
you
.
Then
she
spoke
.
She
not
only
admitted
that
she
had
the
same
superstitious
motive
for
placing
you
in
that
room
which
she
had
acknowledged
to
Francis
—
she
even
owned
that
she
had
been
by
your
bedside
,
watching
through
the
night
,
"
to
see
what
you
saw
,
"
as
she
expressed
it
.
Hearing
this
,
I
tried
to
persuade
her
to
tell
me
how
she
got
into
the
room
.
Unluckily
,
her
manuscript
on
the
table
caught
her
eye
;
she
returned
to
her
writing
.
"
The
Baron
wants
money
,
"
she
said
;
"
I
must
get
on
with
my
play
.
"
What
she
saw
or
dreamed
while
she
was
in
your
room
last
night
,
it
is
at
present
impossible
to
discover
.
But
judging
by
my
brother
’
s
account
of
her
,
as
well
as
by
what
I
remember
of
her
myself
,
some
recent
influence
has
been
at
work
which
has
produced
a
marked
change
in
this
wretched
woman
for
the
worse
.
Her
mind
(
since
last
night
,
perhaps
)
is
partially
deranged
.
One
proof
of
it
is
that
she
spoke
to
me
of
the
Baron
as
if
he
were
still
a
living
man
.
When
Francis
saw
her
,
she
declared
that
the
Baron
was
dead
,
which
is
the
truth
.
The
United
States
Consul
at
Milan
showed
us
the
announcement
of
the
death
in
an
American
newspaper
.
So
far
as
I
can
see
,
such
sense
as
she
still
possesses
seems
to
be
entirely
absorbed
in
one
absurd
idea
—
the
idea
of
writing
a
play
for
Francis
to
bring
out
at
his
theatre
.
He
admits
that
he
encouraged
her
to
hope
she
might
get
money
in
this
way
.
I
think
he
did
wrong
.
Don
’
t
you
agree
with
me
?
’
Without
heeding
the
question
,
Agnes
rose
abruptly
from
her
chair
.
’
Do
me
one
more
kindness
,
Henry
,
’
she
said
.
’
Take
me
to
the
Countess
at
once
.
’
Henry
hesitated
.
’
Are
you
composed
enough
to
see
her
,
after
the
shock
that
you
have
suffered
?
’
he
asked
.
She
trembled
,
the
flush
on
her
face
died
away
,
and
left
it
deadly
pale
.
But
she
held
to
her
resolution
.
’
You
have
heard
of
what
I
saw
last
night
?
’
she
said
faintly
.
’
Don
’
t
speak
of
it
!
’
Henry
interposed
.
’
Don
’
t
uselessly
agitate
yourself
.
’
’
I
must
speak
!
My
mind
is
full
of
horrid
questions
about
it
.
I
know
I
can
’
t
identify
it
—
and
yet
I
ask
myself
over
and
over
again
,
in
whose
likeness
did
it
appear
?
Was
it
in
the
likeness
of
Ferrari
?
or
was
it
—
?
’
she
stopped
,
shuddering
.
’
The
Countess
knows
,
I
must
see
the
Countess
!
’
she
resumed
vehemently
.
’
Whether
my
courage
fails
me
or
not
,
I
must
make
the
attempt
.
Take
me
to
her
before
I
have
time
to
feel
afraid
of
it
!
’
Henry
looked
at
her
anxiously
.
’
If
you
are
really
sure
of
your
own
resolution
,
’
he
said
,
’
I
agree
with
you
—
the
sooner
you
see
her
the
better
.
You
remember
how
strangely
she
talked
of
your
influence
over
her
,
when
she
forced
her
way
into
your
room
in
London
?
’
