“No! there’s nothing to be afraid of now—is there?” she laughed hysterically, and suddenly stopped with a suppressed scream.
“My darling!” he exclaimed.
“Listen! Listen! My God, what’s that?”
“It’s nothing dear.”
“It is! Listen! I hear them coming!”
“Impossible, my child, we’re all here!” he laughed. “How could you guess there was anyone coming except you and me?”
“Oh, dear, you don’t understand, and I can’t explain!” she went on frantically. She looked at her watch and couldn’t see.
“Quick, strike a match and see what time it is—we can get away!” she whispered.
He struck the match and saw her eyes gleaming with a strange madness. Stella blew the match out, seized his arm and drew him from the window.
“Not there—by the window—over here in this corner.”