Her face was dead white.

And she was staring out over the sea of faces under them in a strange questing way, and her breath came from between her slightly parted lips as if she had been running.

Amazed for the moment, John Aldous did not move.

Somewhere in that crowd _Joanne expected to find a face she knew!_ The truth struck him dumb--made him inert and lifeless.

He, too, stared as if in a trance.