She saw her frightful predicament, and almost hated him.
The animal panic of being trapped caught them both simultaneously.

He overcame it instantly, while she shook helplessly as in a palsy.
He went swiftly back to the door leading to the staircase, and glanced through it.
"They are coming along the corridor," he said.

"They will certainly come in here." "Stand behind the screen," she gasped.

"I will say no one has been here, and they will pass through into the other room.

As soon as they have left the room go quickly out by the staircase." He looked round him once, and then walked behind a tall screen of Italian leather which stood at the head of a divan.
Fay took up her book from the floor, but her numb fingers refused to hold it.