Other thoughts and revelations about her brother's strange death were to come later, when her mind recovered its bearings.

For the moment she was incapable of thinking coherently.

She was conscious only of the fact that her brother had been cut off in the very moment of success--before it, indeed; ere he had actually tasted the sweets of the ambition he had given all his years to gain.
Silence fell between them, broken only by the clucking of the whitefaced clock and the dreary sound of the wind outside, crying round the old house like a frightened woman in the dark.

Nearly an hour passed before they heard the sound of a guarded knock at the front door.

Dr.Ravenshaw went and opened it.