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Few people know that the famous French playwright, prose writer and poet Victor Hugo twice met the ghost of his cousin Margot, whom he was hopelessly in love with in his youth. And this despite that Hugo himself in the details and colors inherent in the author described these startling encounters in his memoirs.
It happened in 1881 immediately after the woman’s funeral. Writer decided to spend the night in a cousin’s bedroom in her suburban Parisian mansion. Hugo was already seventy-nine years old.
A scary ghost visit
For a long time a middle-aged man suffered from chronic insomnia and strong migraines, but he fell asleep surprisingly around midnight sound, serene sleep. Awakened after three hours, the Frenchman began to pace the room to exhaust himself and return again dream yourself. At some point, the writer heard in the bedroom knocking. Surprised by someone’s unexpected visit, Hugo opened the door and saw Margot on the threshold, at the funeral of which he was still present in the afternoon. She walked slowly in and closed the door behind her.
The Frenchman wrote that it was both terrifying and beautiful. His cousin looked incredibly lively in candlelight full of vitality. Her eyes sparkled, her skin was delicate and pink, like a child. The woman was dressed in bright the dress in which she walked many decades ago.
At first, Hugo thought it was a dream. Pinch yourself in such a the situation was not enough for him, so he put his hand to the candle flame. The pain from the burn turned out to be absolutely real, and the writer realized that everything happens in reality. A real ghost appeared to a man!
Suddenly, the phantom began to take on a gloomy look. Woman’s eyes faded, the skin turned grayish, and the motley robe Margo suddenly lost all color. The stunned Hugo never could utter a word.
But the ghost spoke. With notes of reproach in the voice of a cousin the sister informed the writer that their relationship did not last long, although Victor and Margot could be together until the very moment of her death. “But it’s okay,” the guest said with the arrangement Sveta. “Four years later, we will be reunited.”
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Unable to withstand the cold gaze of the deceased, Hugo closed eyes, and Margot was silent. When the writer had the guts to open forever, no one was in front of him – the woman was gone. At that moment the Frenchman packed his things and left the cousin’s bedroom. The room was closed on the key. Despite this, for nine days behind a locked door heard footsteps, female sighs, as well as the roar of breaking and crashing things. From time to time a strong the smell of tinctures from motherwort and valerian. Just such a relative of the writer often drank sedatives to death.
At the request of Hugo, the room was still opened. The furniture inside was upside down, the bedding was torn into flaps, the contents of the cupboard are broken. All walls, carpets and objects the furniture was literally saturated with motherwort and valerian, although these there were no tinctures in the house anymore, and indeed it is necessary for such “libations” to at least two buckets. Just the plot for a horror movie …
The bedroom was cleaned, having taken out of it all broken and few things that survived, however, footsteps and rustling continued to be heard due to the door another thirty days.
Hugo’s second meeting with a dead cousin
Noting the late 40th Margot, the writer went to empty cemetery to visit alone her grave. There is Hugo saw a ghost for the second and last time. Margot walked along the central the alley with a light, flying gait, just like in youth. Despite that she was far away, the Frenchman recognized his cousin precisely by her gait. The writer chose not to pay attention to the phantom and stood at the grave cousins. However, he felt Margot glide quite nearby amidst tombstones and devours it eyes.
On the night of the same day, Hugo left the cousin’s mansion and never again he did not return. And the prophecy really came true. In 1885 exactly four years after the mystical events described, the famous writer died of pneumonia.
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Someone believes that in the Victorian era, ghosts raved about Europe, and Victor Hugo simply succumbed to the universal “supernatural hysteria. “Like, an elderly man crushed by the demise of a former beloved, all this is a dream, no more. However, the writer himself, to which critical thinking was not alien, too, all carefully Weighed and concluded that the phantom really had a place. how still explain, for example, the spontaneous destruction of things in empty room? ..
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