"Remarkable!" Duvall muttered to himself. "Why should she have gone to all that trouble, just to frighten you?"
"That's apparently all she intended to do from the start. Do you know, Mr. Duvall, I've been thinking this thing over, and I believe her whole plan from the beginning was merely to ruin me in my work by fear. And I must say that she very nearly succeeded."
"Very nearly," said Duvall, with a frown. "If this thing had kept up for another week or two, you would have been a complete nervous wreck."
"I am now, I'm afraid," Miss Morton said, sadly. "I don't feel as though I could act again for a long time."
"Oh, yes, you will. You have youth, and that is everything. And now, tell me, do you think if you took a look at this woman you might recognize her?"
The girl shuddered.
"Is she—here?" she asked.
"Yes. In the library."
"You think it would be quite safe?"
"Quite. She can do you no harm while I am here."