Mrs.Witherspoon and Ellen were coming down the hall.

DeGolyer stepped hastily to the door.
"Oh, what are you doing here ?" Ellen cried.

"I saw somebody--Miss Miller.

She didn't say so, but I know that she wants me to kiss you for her, and I will." "Ellen!" Witherspoon exclaimed, and just then she saw that a stranger was present.
"Excuse me," she said.
DeGolyer took her by the hand, and as Mrs.Witherspoon came up he held out his other hand to her.

He led them both to the threshold of the library, gently drew them into the room, and quickly stepping out, closed the door and hastened upstairs.
As he entered his room he thought that he heard a cry, and he listened, but naught save a throbbing silence came from below.