The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 214: what you’re looking at

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THE TWO DOORS 197 prompted this arrangement, thanked the lady for the appointment so given, and promised to avail himseli of it. They then talked upon indifferent matters, and in a few minutes Doctor Maravelli came back. Soon afterward Mrs. Roberts rose for the purpose of retiring to her own room, and when she had taken her departure, the doctor said to Jocelyn, ‘‘ Now, without seeking in any way to penetrate into your affairs or your business at Geneva, permit me to observe that if I can forward your views or assist you 1n any way, I shall feel delighted to do so.” Our hero thanked the physician for this proposal, guardedly observing that if he required his succour he would avail himself of 1t. He then requested to be allowed to retire for the night, and he was accordingly conducted to the same bedroom where he had ere now changed his apparel. : His baggage had been duly fetched from the village inn, and was in the chamber allotted to him. He accordingly whiled away the time by taking out the things that he should require for his morning’s toilet, until he thought it time to repair to the room indicated by Mrs. Roberts. She had said that she would be there half an hour after the household should have retired, and when the establishment was silent, but Heaven knows it had all along been silent as the tomb. Indeed, the silence of that house had something ominous and appalling in it. It seemed the silence of the dead. Though Jocelyn was in all the vigour of youth, with the fine, glowing intellect of earliest manhood, endowed with the loitiest courage and the noblest spirit, yet did he feel as if the interior aspect of that house, so sombre and so gloomy, was sufficient to damp his energies and fill him with mel- ancholy forebodings. He thought of the passage outside, with its two arrays of doors, and he wondered if those rooms were tenanted by lodgers, or if they were left to dilapidation and decay. That they were for the most part unoccupied he felt convinced, not merely because he had neither seen nor heard of any lodger save Mrs. Roberts, but likewise because it was impossible that the house could be so still if there were so many inhabitants beneath its roof. However, Jocelyn’s reflections were cut short by the arrival of the moment when he deemed it fit to issue forth from his chamber and seek the drawing-room mentioned ~~ COMMELOO <S) (CO) im