When I came from the cellar she seemed mazed with fright, and kept pointing to the ceiling.

All I could make out from her was that there'd been a great crash upstairs.

When I came down again after trying the door she was lying on the floor in a faint, and I carried her in to her bed.

It's floored her wits." "She's had a very bad shock," said Barrant gravely.

He regarded her attentively, her vacant eyes, mouthing lips, trembling hands, her uncanny fixed glance which seemed to behold something unseen.