She looked for the key to the door, and was glad to find the lock in order.

For the first time now she laid off her bonnet, unfastened her wrap.

With a hand which trembled she made some sort of attempt at toilet, staring into the mirror at a face scarcely recognized as her own.

The corners of its mouth were drooping plaintively.

A faint blue lay beneath the eyes.
She faced the fact that she must pass the night alone.