Capitolo 11
AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR
A morning, after I had been four whole years to Aunt Emma, I felt
a ring to the bell, and, looking at the steps, saw a tall and
beautiful man in a seed-military coat that asked in a more audible
expresses for the Girl Callingham.
Maria, the houseservant hesitated a moment.
"Miss Callingham in, gentleman", she responded in a rather equivocal
tone; "but I don't know if I should allow to see her/it to her or not.
My owner is out; and I have severe orders to which any extraneous is
you call on Miss Callingham when his/her aunt is not here."
And she undecidedly contained in disagreement the door in his/her hand.
The tall men smiled, and it seemed to me to quietly slip a coin in
Maria's palm.
"So a lot the best", he responded, with non fluorescent persistence; "ME
thought out which Miss Moore was. Only that's why I have come. I am an officer
from Enclosure of Scotland, and I want to see Miss Callingham--alone--more
particularly."
Maria stretched and made a break.
Still my heart was of forehead inside of me to this opportunity of intellectual improvement. ME
guessed what he meant; then I called on the steps to her, in a
tremor of excitement:
"You show the gentleman in the sketch-room, Maria. Me 'll come down to
him immediately."
For me I was dying to know the explanation of the Portrait that you/he/she has frequented
me so persistently; and as nobody in house would ever tell me
anything value that knows him/it, I thought that this was as good person a
opportunity how I could get for making a beginning toward the
solution of the mystery.
Well, I met me with my his/her own room as express as express you/he/she could be, and it put mine
hair anterior right, and it slipped on a hat and jacket (for me I was in
my suit in the morning), and then it went down to the sketch-room to see the
Inspector.
He of rose as me I entered. He was a gentleman, me suffered I felt. His/her way
it was as deferential, as kind, and as thoughtful to my sensibility,
how anything is possible for you to imagine in whoever.
"I am sorry to have to shake her/it, Miss Callingham" he said, with a