Nor was there anything but emptiness in the narrow side-street into which she looked.
The door of the room was ajar and gradually swinging wider in the draught.

Very soon it would be wide enough for anyone passing in the passage outside to spy the slim figure that stood so motionless before the open window.

It was almost wide enough now.

Surely it was wide enough, for suddenly it ceased to move.

The draught continued to eddy round the room, stirring the soft brown hair about the woman's temples, but the door stood still as at the behest of an unseen hand.
For fully half a minute nothing happened; then as suddenly and silently as a picture flashed from a magic lantern slide, a man's head came into view.