THE FIGURE IN WHITE For a moment none of the three spoke.

Standish and his sister stared at each other in dumb horror.

Then Milo took an uncertain step toward the door.

Brice made no move to check him, but stood looking quietly on, with the detached expression of a man who watches an interesting stage drama.
Just within the threshold, Standish paused, irresolute, his features working.

And Gavin Brice, as before, read his emotions as though they were writ in large letters.