And she stopped Kedsty, too.

I heard him give a sort of grunt--a funny sound, as though some one had hit him.

I don't believe I could tell whether she had a dress on or not, for I never saw anything like her face, and her eyes, and her hair, and I stared at them like a thunder-struck fool.

She didn't seem to notice me any more than if I'd been thin air, a ghost she couldn't see.
"She looked straight at Kedsty, and she kept looking at him--and then she passed us.

Never said a word, mind you.