He drew her from the room.

As they passed out of the door Blanche cast a look back at Whitford.

Those who saw it were struck by its deep concern.
"Confound his impudence!" ejaculated Ellis Whitford as he saw Blanche vanish through the library door.

Rising from the table he stood with an irresolute air, then went slowly from the apartment and mingled with the company, moving about in an aimless kind of way, until he drifted again into the supper-room, the tables of which the waiters were constantly replenishing, and toward which a stream of guests still flowed.

The company here was noisier now than when he left it a short time before.