Peace concluded, naturally enough, that she was paralysed by fear.
That she was awake be knew perfectly well, for her eyes were fixed intently on him.
He went to the side of her bed, and said, in a whisper—
“My girl, if you stir or move, or endeavour to give the slightest alarm, your life will be forfeited. Do you understand?”
He drew forth his revolver, and pointed significantly to the barrel.
“Say nothing, keep quiet, and you are safe.”
The girl nodded, but made no other answer.
“Remember!” whispered Peace, as he passed through the door, “as you value your life, keep silent.”
He passed into the passage, closing the door of the young ladies’ dormitory gently as he did so.
At the further end of the passage or landing was a door. This was suddenly opened, and a tall, angular, severe-looking lady presented herself.