Ail wrote:"Ms Sancerre, we informed you as best as we could. Benn and Juergin only disappeared after we returned and we informed you as promprly about that as we could.
Now, about my theory. Yes, it has holes, unfortunately we can't even understand what is going on. But the first attack, on Everline... that happened on the same day we went to the Abbey, and she was not there. I don't know if there can be any relation, there may, but in any case, with the whole island as a tourist attraction, someone would go there eventually. The Abbey was not a secret, and I think I remember people from your staff or even yourself recommending it as a nice place for a stroll.
At least, the danger has been found with us present, who I hope are better equipped to deal with it than guests in holidays. I just hope!
Do you know anything of the religion of that monastery? I think there may be some links to an old Barovian cult, of all possible things."
''I've walked through the Old Abbey myself, and I never had this kind of trouble. The floor is uneven in places; you have to keep an eye out for loose masonry. Beyond that, I had no reason to think it wasn't safe. If I had known the danger, I never would have let you go into that place, believe me."
He offers Eustace some tea.
"I don't know much about the ruins. I found some faded murals on one of the walls, pictures of the sun; rising, high, and setting. I imagine that might have had something to do with the religion of the monks. I'm afraid I don't know much more about the matter. To be honest, I wasn't certain the place
was an abbey until you confirmed that conjecture with the information from the papers you found."
He fills another cup, this one for Primeiro.
"We had to call it something for the visitors. The Old Abbey sounded better than 'those ruins', and it did have the look of a monks' house. A name seemed helpful; and the place would remain mysterious enough to attract curiosity seekers."
A servant brings a plate of buttered scones to the table. Denys takes one and eats it.
""Mm mm. Food will help us think. We won't be any good to anyone if we are famished and fatigued. We can't sleep right now, so we should at least eat. No wine, though, I think-- better stick with tea."
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)