Miss Trelawny, too, had stood up and was looking behind her, as though there was something close to her.

Her eyes were wild, and her breast rose and fell as though she were fighting for air.

When I touched her she did not seem to feel me; she worked her hands in front of her, as though she was fending off something.
There was not an instant to lose.

I seized her in my arms and rushed over to the door, threw it open, and strode into the passage, calling loudly: "Help! Help!" In an instant the two Detectives, Mrs.Grant, and the Nurse appeared on the scene.

Close on their heels came several of the servants, both men and women.