Now do undress, there's a dear!' 'Just for a minute.' She threw the window up, and stood breathing the air.

Her thoughts strayed into the darkness.

Had Mr.Egremont gone to the concert just because she mentioned that she was going?
It was not likely, but perhaps so.

When should she see him to speak of it?
Would he still be arranging books the next morning?
'Now, Thyrza, you _must_ shut the window! I shall be angry.

Do as I tell you, and get to bed at once.' At the voice, Thyrza drew the window down, then turned and stood before her sister, as if she were going to say something.