No, don't trouble to come.

I know the way.

Just tell Mrs.Stetson I'm here, please," she finished, as she tossed her hat and gloves on to the hall table, and turned to go upstairs.
Billy's feet made no sound on the soft rugs.

The crying, however, grew louder and louder as she approached the den.

Softly she turned the knob and pushed open the door.