"What time is it?" Elsie asked again.
"Almost twelve; the clock will strike in a moment."
"How much longer shall you wait?" asked the girl in a whisper. "Did he answer your telegram?"
"I did not expect that he would, there was too much danger in it. But hush, I must discover if he is asleep."
"Grantley?"
"Yes."
"What was that noise?" Elizabeth exclaimed suddenly.
"I heard nothing," Elsie answered, lifting her head and allowing it to fall again on her sister's knee.
"It sounded like a step in the hall," said Elizabeth.
"It was only your fancy," returned Elsie. "This house is as still as the grave."