Gradually they both recovered from it.

The next moment they were out in the passage which led to the front door of the house.

The front door stood open.

They looked into the street, up and down, but there was not a soul in sight.

The street, lighted by three gas-lamps only, seemed strangely sinister and mysterious.
'She has gone, that's clear,' said Racksole, meaning the woman with the red hat.
'And Miss Spencer after her, do you think ?' questioned Aribert.
'No.