It was imaginary, of course, she assured herself, but it was very vivid as long as it lasted.

Then she noticed that the usual order of the hall was disturbed, and when she rang, Burrows came, with a hurried, apologetic manner, after keeping her waiting.

Mrs.Fowler's fur scarf hung on the massive oak post of the staircase; the cards in the little tray on the hail table were scattered about; and the petals of a yellow chrysanthemum were strewn over the carpet.
Burrows, instead of explaining the confusion, appeared embarrassed when she questioned him, and spurred by a sharp foreboding, she ran up the stairs to her mother-in-law's sitting-room.

At her entrance a trembling voice wailed in a tone of remonstrance: "Oh, Gabriella, have you been out ?" "Yes, I've been out.

Mamma, what is the matter ?" "I looked for you everywhere.