Inside I found every room
to be more or less interesting. But what attracted me most, I think,
was a series of large attics in which was a number of enormous oak
beams supporting the antique roof. With the sunlight pouring through
the windows and illuminating almost every corner, the place seemed
cheerful enough, but I could not help thinking how ghostly it must
look on a moonlight night.
'While the thought was in my mind, a strangle sensation came upon me.
I seemed to hear a moan; it came through the door of the large attic
adjoining the one in which I stood, and then I heard a voice that
seemed familiar to me, and yet I could not recall it. It was
repeating in a loud, agonised tone the words of that curse written on
the parchment scroll which I picked up on Raxton sands. I was so
astonished that for a long time I could think of nothing else.
IX
'At five o'clock I was going towards the studio to keep my
appointment when I met Mr. D'Arcy in his broad-brimmed felt hat,
ready and waiting for me to take the proposed walk with him.
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