She had hard work not to scream.

He had evidently thought out all these details in painstaking fashion, one by one.
"Thank you," she said.

"I will get up immediately, if you will do as you say." He clutched the screen from the inside and dragged it towards the door.
On the threshold, he spoke to her once more.
"I shall sit upon the stairs just outside," he announced.
"I sha'n't be more than five minutes," she assured him.
She sprang out of bed and dressed quickly.

There was nothing beyond where the screen had been except a table covered with plans, and a particularly hard cane chair which she dragged over for her own use.
As she dressed, she began to realize how much this matter-of-fact, unimpressionable young man had done for her during the last few hours.
The reflection affected her in a curious manner.

She became afflicted with a shyness which she had not felt when he was in the room.