Мертвая комната. Уровень 2 / The Dead Secret

“Between seven and eight, Sir,” repeated the soft, sweet voice.

Chapter IX

At seven o'clock Mr. Orridge put on his hat to go to the Tiger's Head. He opened his own door, when a messenger summoned him immediately to a case of sudden illness in the poor quarter of the town. So he delayed his attendance for a little while at the inn. The performance of his professional duty occupied some time. It was a quarter to eight before he left his house, for the second time, on his way to the Tiger's Head.

The new nurse was waiting for him. Mrs. Jazeph was sitting alone in the corner far from the window. He was rather surprised to see that she drew her veil down.

What feeling was she anxious to conceal?

“Please follow me,” said Mr. Orridge, “I will take you to Mrs. Frankland immediately.”

Mrs. Jazeph rose slowly.

“You seem tired,” Mr. Orridge said.

“No, Sir.”

There was some restraint in her voice as she made that answer; and still she never attempted to lift her veil.

The room which Mrs. Frankland occupied was situated at the back of the house. It had one window, the bed stood in the middle of the room.

“How do you find yourself[19 - How do you find yourself? – Как вы себя чувствуете?] tonight, Mrs. Frankland?” asked Mr. Orridge. He undrew the curtains. “Do you think you will be any the worse for a little circulation of air?”