The voices of the officers were audible, giving the words of command.
She seated herself at the table, waiting steadily for what was to come.
The ineradicable instinct of the sex directed her eyes to her dress, before the Germans appeared.

Looking it over to see that it was in perfect order, her eyes fell upon the red cross on her left shoulder.

In a moment it struck her that her nurse's costume might involve her in a needless risk.

It associated her with a public position; it might lead to inquiries at a later time, and those inquiries might betray her.
She looked round.

The gray cloak which she had lent to Grace attracted her attention.