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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

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Artois rang the bell. They waited in silence till the night porter
came.
"Can you give these two ladies rooms for the night?" said Artois. "It
is too late for them to go home by boat, and their servant has not
come back yet."
"Yes, sir. The ladies can have two very good rooms."
"Good-night, Emile," said Hermione. "Good-night, Marchese. Vere!"
Vere came in from the balcony.
"We are going to sleep here, Vere. Come!"
She went out.
"Good-night, Monsieur Emile," Vere said to Artois, without looking at
him.
She followed her mother without saying another word.
Artois looked after them as they went down the corridor, watched
Vere's thin and girlish figure until she turned the corner near the
staircase, walking slowly and, he thought, as if she were tired and
depressed. During this moment he was trying to get hold of his own
violence, to make sure of his self-control. When the sound of the
footsteps had died completely away he drew back into the room and shut
the door.


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