"Nothing will happen," she assured him calmly.
He took her hand in his hot fingers.
"Partner"—he began, and then stopped as though he feared to let himself go on.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"On his mountain, waiting for the sun, I guess. He told the servants a while ago that he was leaving to-day. Great excitement. They're all chattering about it down in the servants' house."
"Is no one here?"
"Not a soul, I guess."
"Then—we're going into that Room of Silence!"
"Take that chance now? Never in the world! Why, Ruth, if he saw us in there, or guessed we'd been there, he'd probably murder us both. You know how gentle he is when he gets well started?"
"But how will he know? No one is here, and David won't be back from the mountain for a long time if he waits for the sun."