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Norbury and her brother Francis had then already started on their journey to Italy at least three weeks before the date at which the new hotel was to open for the reception of travellers. The person answerable for this premature departure was Francis Westwick.
The truth is, he began to feel puzzled himself, and he did not choose to let Mrs. Ferrari see it. 'Accept the expression of my sympathy, sir, he said to Mr. Westwick politely. 'I wish you good evening. Henry turned to Mrs. Ferrari as the lawyer closed the door. 'I have heard of your trouble, Emily, from Miss Lockwood. Is there anything I can do to help you? 'Nothing, sir, thank you.
'Countess Narona, Francis resumed, 'if your object in claiming my acquaintance is to mystify me, you have come to the wrong man. Speak plainly, or permit me to wish you good evening. 'If your object is to keep Miss Lockwood's arrival in Venice a secret, she retorted, 'speak plainly, Mr. Westwick, on your side, and say so. Her intention was evidently to irritate him; and she succeeded.
After a little reflection, the manager decided on trying the experiment, and directed that '13 A' should be reserved accordingly. On the next day, Francis Westwick arrived in excellent spirits. He had signed agreements with the most popular dancer in Italy; he had transferred the charge of Mrs.
Francis knew that she was referring to the ten thousand pounds paid by the insurance offices. 'All those thousands gone already! he exclaimed. She blew a little puff of air over her fingers. 'Gone like that! she answered coolly. 'Baron Rivar? She looked at him with a flash of anger in her hard black eyes. 'My affairs are my own secret, Mr. Westwick.
At the same moment, the strange and sickening combination of odours, hitherto associated with the vaults of the old palace and with the bed-chamber beneath, now floated up from the open recess, and filled the room. The manager started back. 'Good God, Mr. Westwick! he exclaimed, 'what does this mean?
She sat down by the table, and took up a guide-book. 'Suppose I inform myself, she thought, 'on the subject of Venice? Her attention wandered from the book, before she had turned the first page of it. The image of Henry Westwick was the presiding image in her memory now.
'Certainly, Mr. Westwick! 'Do you think the chimney-piece is as solid as it looks? Henry proceeded. 'When you came in, I was just wondering whether this figure here had not accidentally got loosened from the wall behind it. He laid his hand on the marble forehead, for the third time. 'To my eye, it looks a little out of the perpendicular.
As he crossed the hall, he was requested by one of the servants to walk into the private office. The manager was waiting there with a gravely pre-occupied manner, as if he had something serious to say. He regretted to hear that Mr. Francis Westwick had, like other members of the family, discovered serious sources of discomfort in the new hotel. He had been informed in strict confidence of Mr.
'Let me walk with you for a few minutes, she quietly replied. 'I have something to say to you. He showed her his cigar. 'I am smoking, he said. 'I don't mind smoking. He did it with the worst possible grace. 'Well? he resumed. 'What do you want of me? 'You shall hear directly, Mr. Westwick. Let me first tell you what my position is. I am alone in the world.
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