The Haunted Hotel: A Mystery of Modern Venice

t once! I don't want to hurry you needlessly; but these are business

terms, Mr. Troy registered the lapse of time by a glance at the watch

with the thousand-pound note,' Mrs. Ferrari

s news indeed!' he said.

barry sent

off his balance. For a while he could only look at her in silent surprise. 'Nonsense

ally when they heard of the bank-note inside. But they know who sent the letter. His lordship's doctor in Venice posted it at his lordship's request. Go to the gentlemen yourself, sir, if you don't

ndness?' Mr. Troy repea

. If he could have done it, he would have protected my poor dear husband. But he was helpless himself in the hands of my l

. Troy. 'What did your visitors from

ad any proof of my

at did

than proof, gentlemen; I giv

fied them,

sir. They looked at each oth

k I shall wish you good-morning too. I can take a note of your information (very

sh to know, first, whether the law justifies me in doing it. You may have seen in the fashionable intelligence

do! May I ask f

come, my lady, to acknowledge the receipt of the money sent to Ferrari's widow." Ah! you may well start, Mr. Troy! It almost takes you off your guard, doesn't it? Make your mind easy, sir; I shall find the proof that

really courage enough, Mrs. Ferrari, to carry out this notable scheme of yours? You have been described to me, by Miss Lockwo

a dog. I am far from saying that I am a bold woman-quite the reverse. But when I stand in that wretch's presence, and think of my murdered husb

r's wife gathered her mantle abou

thought to himself. 'If half of what they say of Lady Montbarry is true, Mrs. Fer

nce failed to forewarn