Please!" There was a distantly familiar quality to Larry in that second voice.
But he did not try to place it then: he was too poignantly concerned in his own situation, and in the bewildering change in Maggie.
She slipped a hand through his arm.

"Oh, La-Larry, why did you ever take such a risk!" she breathed.

Her whisper was piteous, aquiver with fright.

"Come this way!" and she quickly pulled him into the room where he had met Miss Grierson and to the door by which he had entered.
Maggie opened this door.

"They're all in the little hallway--I don't think they'll see you," her rapid, agitated whisper went on.