Audiobook - Compelling Storytelling, Character Voices
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Vocal Characteristics
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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She was standing with her back to the window, looking from the door to the wardrobe, to the dresser, to the bed, telling herself that she was not afraid at all when she heard far below the sounds of a corridor slamming and the quick footsteps almost dancing up the steps and across the veranda. And then shockingly, the crash of the great iron knocker coming down. Why she thought there are other people coming. I am not going to be here all alone almost laughing. She ran across the room and into the hall to look down the staircase and into the hallway below. Thank heaven you're here. She said, peering through the dimness. Thank heaven somebody's here. She realized without surprise that she was speaking as though Mrs Dudley could not hear her, although Mrs Dudley stood straight and pale in the hall. Come on up. Eleanor said you'll have to carry your own suitcase. She was breathless and seemed unable to stop talking. Her usual shyness melted away by relief. My name's Ellen O VTS. She said, I'm so glad you're here. I'm Theodora. Just Theodora, this bloody house. It's just as bad up here. Come on. Up, make her give you the room next to mine. Fedora came up the heavy stairway after Mrs Dudley looking incres at the stained glass window on the landing, the marble urn in the niche, the patent carpet, her suitcase was considerably larger than Eleanor's and considerably more luxurious. And Eleanor came forward to help her glad that her own things was safely put away out of sight. Wait till you see the bedrooms. Eleanor said mine used to be the embalming room. I think it's the home I've always dreamed of the Dora said a little hideaway where I can be alone with my thoughts, particularly if my thoughts happen to be about murder or suicide or green room. Mrs Dudley said coldly and Eleanor sense with a quick turn of apprehension that flippant or critical talk about the house bothered Mrs Dudley in some manner. Maybe she thinks it can hear us. Eleanor thought. And then we're sorry. She had thought it. Perhaps she shivered because Fedora turned with a quick smile and touched her shoulder gently. Reassuringly. She is charming Eleanor thought, smiling back. Not at all the sort of person who belongs in this dreary dark place, but then probably I don't belong here either. I am not the sort of person for Hill house, but I can't think of anybody who would be. She laughed and watching Theodora's expression as she stood in the doorway of the green room. Good Lord. Theodora said, looking sideways. At Eleanor. How perfectly enchanting a positive bower. I set dinner on the dining room, sideboard at six shop. Mrs Dudley said you can serve yourselves. I clear up in the morning. I have breakfast ready for you at nine. That's the way I agreed to do. You're frightened. Fedora said, watching Eleanor, I can't keep the rooms up the weight you'd like. But there's no one else you could get that would help me. I don't wait on people. What I agree to do. It doesn't mean I wait on people. It was just when I thought I was all alone. Eleanor said I don't stay after six. Not after it begins to get dark.