She went to the lattice, and opened it to look out.

She had that strange consciousness, not to be described, of the near neighborhood of some human creature, although she neither saw nor heard any one for the first instant.
Then Edward spoke in a hoarse whisper, right below the window, standing on the flower-beds.
"Maggie! Maggie! Come down and let me in.

For your life, don't make any noise.

No one must know." Maggie turned sick.

Something was wrong, evidently; and she was weak and weary.