"I felt besides a sort of hideous discomfort, almost physical discomfort, which made me believe that there was something evil in that room beyond the power of language to describe." She felt her self-control leaving her.

If she stayed she must betray her alarm.

Even now she had swallowed again and again, and she wondered that he had not detected the working of her throat.

She summoned what was left of her courage and tossing her book aside rose slowly and deliberately.
"I think I shall copy Stella's example and lie down for an hour," she said without turning her head towards Ballantyne, and even while she spoke she knew that she had made a mistake in mentioning Stella.

He would follow her to discover whether she went to Stella's room and told what she had seen to her.