She drew back, a tremor passing through her.
A lady came out.

Then again Virginia approached the door.

Two men only were within, talking together.

With a hurried, nervous movement, she pushed the door open and went up to a part of the counter as far as possible from the two customers.

Bending forward, she said to the barmaid in a voice just above a whisper,-- 'Kindly give me a little brandy.' Beads of perspiration were on her face, which had turned to a ghastly pallor.