沉睡的谋杀案4

时间：2026-01-29 07:37:08

（单词翻译:单击）

Gwenda stood there staring a long time, then she went shakily over to the

bed and sat down on it.

Here she was in a house she had never been in before, in a country she

had never visited—and only two days ago she had lain in bed imagining a

paper for this very room—and the paper she had imagined corresponded

exactly with the paper that had once hung on the walls.

Wild fragments of explanation whirled round in her head. Dunne, Ex-

periment with Time—seeing forward instead of back….

She could explain the garden path and the connecting door as coincid-

ence—but there couldn’t be coincidence about this. You couldn’t conceiv-

ably imagine a wallpaper of such a distinctive design and then find one

exactly as you had imagined it … No, there was some explanation that

eluded her and that—yes, frightened her. Every now and then she was

seeing, not forward, but back—back to some former state of the house.

Any moment she might see something more—something she didn’t want

to see … The house frightened her … But was it the house or herself? She

didn’t want to be one of those people who saw things….

She drew a long breath, put on her hat and coat and slipped quickly out

of the house. At the post office she sent the following telegram:

West, 19 Addway Square Chelsea London. May I change

my mind and come to you tomorrow Gwenda.

She sent it reply paid.

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