Ralph Ryder of Brent : a novel . she turnedround to look down, with a white,excited face. It is a room, she whispered. * Imgoing to get in. Laura began to remonstrate, frightenedby her paleness. But Arthur * shut hissister up with a remark of curt brother-liness, delivered in an undertone. Whenthey looked up again, Nanny had dis-appeared inside the room. There were afew moments for the two people belowof breathless, delicious excitement. Thenyoung Mrs. Ryder reappeared at thewindow. Nay, was it young Mrs. Ryder ? Acreature with haggard, ghastly face,starting eyes, and shaking white lips. 68 RA
Ralph Ryder of Brent : a novel . she turnedround to look down, with a white,excited face. It is a room, she whispered. * Imgoing to get in. Laura began to remonstrate, frightenedby her paleness. But Arthur * shut hissister up with a remark of curt brother-liness, delivered in an undertone. Whenthey looked up again, Nanny had dis-appeared inside the room. There were afew moments for the two people belowof breathless, delicious excitement. Thenyoung Mrs. Ryder reappeared at thewindow. Nay, was it young Mrs. Ryder ? Acreature with haggard, ghastly face,starting eyes, and shaking white lips. 68 RALPH RYDER OF BRENT who made signs to the two below, butwithout speaking. Go up to her, or let me go up toher, Arthur ! She must not come downthis way alone, at any rate, whisperedLaura, much shocked. But Nanny had caught the words,and, before either could mount one step,she was out on the ladder, shutting thewindow with a sudden accession of ner-vous force. * Dont come ! dont come ! she criedin a firm voice. * I will come
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