“Oh, yes, I am. You know I slept nearly all day. And I do wish to watch with you.”
“So be it then. But we must draw the curtains back from the windows, as they were last night and all nights before. Who closed them to-night?”
“Leo did, I suppose, to keep the face from looking in and frightening me again. And I did not change the arrangement, because I reflected that you could see the light almost as well through these fine crimson curtains as glass itself.”
“That is true. It is a pity you or one of your servants had not thought of this before. It would have saved you a fright.”
“But, Alick, dear, if any dangerous person were lurking about the premises, is it not better that I should have detected him, even at the cost of a fright, than that he should be let to go on and do the mischief he is plotting, whatever that is?”
“There is something in what you say, my brave little wi—woman,” he answered.
She did not perceive how he caught and corrected his words, for she was busy drawing back the curtains of one window, while he did the like with those of the other.
Alexander went and got his small revolver from the pocket of his riding coat and laid it on the table beside him. And then they sat down to wait the issue.
At first they talked a little in low voices. Alexander would make Drusilla tell him again and again the particulars of her two frights. But she had so little to tell.
“Only a white stern face, looking in at me through the dark window.”