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Клуб самоубийц. Уровень 2 / The Suicide Club

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Voices were audible in the cabinet through the doors. Now and then the noise of a champagne cork, followed by a burst of laughter, intervened among the sounds of conversation. A single tall window looked out upon the river and the embankment. They were not far from Charing Cross station. The furniture was scanty; and there was nothing except a hand-bell in the centre of a round table, and the hats and coats hung round the wall on pegs.

“What sort of a den is this?” said Geraldine.

“That is what I have come to see,” replied the Prince. “If they have devils, the adventure will be amusing.”

Just then the door was opened. There entered a louder buzz of talk, and the redoubtable President of the Suicide Club. The President was a man of fifty or upwards; large and rambling in his gait, with shaggy side whiskers, a bald top to his head, and a veiled grey eye, which now and then emitted a twinkle. He looked sagaciously and coldly at the strangers. He was dressed in light tweeds and carried a book under one arm.

“Good-evening,” said he and closed the door behind him. “They told me you wished to speak with me.”

“We have a desire, sir, to join the Suicide Club,” replied the Colonel.

The President rolled his cigar about in his mouth.

“What is that?” he said abruptly.

“Pardon me,” returned the Colonel, “but I believe you can give us information on that point.”

“I?” cried the President. “A Suicide Club? Come, come! This is a frolic for All Fools' Day. I can understand the gentlemen drank too much; but let there be an end to this.”

“Call your club what you will,” said the Colonel; “you have some company behind these doors, and we insist on joining it.”

“Sir,” returned the President curtly, “you have made a mistake. This is a private house, and you must leave it instantly.”

The Prince remained quietly in his seat throughout this little colloquy. The Colonel looked over to him, as much as to say, “You see, come away, for God's sake!” The Prince drew his cheroot from his mouth, and spoke,

“I have come here,” said he, “upon the invitation of a friend of yours. He has doubtless informed you of my intention. Let me remind you that a person in my circumstances is not at all likely to tolerate much rudeness. I am a very quiet man; but, my dear sir, you are either going to oblige me, or you will very bitterly repent that you ever admitted me to your chamber.”

The President laughed aloud.

“Oh, I see” said he, “you are a man! You know the way to my heart, and can do what you like with me. Will you,” he continued, addressing Geraldine, “will you step aside for a few minutes? I shall finish first with your companion, and some of the club's formalities require to be fulfilled in private.”

With the words he opened the door of a small closet, into which he shut the Colonel.

“I believe in you,” he said to Florizel, as soon as they were alone; “but are you sure of your friend?”


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