"The drawing-room, where she is sitting, is right overhead, and-" As he spoke the door opened, and Lucy came in on Archie's arm.

She was pale with fright, but had sustained no damage.

It seemed that the revolver bullet had passed through the floor some distance away from where she was sitting.
"I offer my humble apologies, miss," said the cowed Hervey.
"I'll break your neck, you ruffian!" growled Hope, who looked, and was, dangerous.

"How dare you shoot here and--" "It's all right," interposed Lucy, not wishing for further trouble.

"I am all safe.