'Its been locked for the night and its not me nor one like me, that will open it.' "With a sudden whitening of her already pale face, she turned towards her father.

He was not even looking at her.
"'Some one must open the house,' said she, glancing back at her brother.
'This gentleman purposes to leave and his whim must be humored.

Will you unlock that door or shall I ?' "An angry snarl interrupted her.

Her father had bounded from the door where he stood and was striding hastily towards her.

In my apprehension I put up my arm for a shield, for he looked ready to murder her, but I let it drop again as l caught her glance which was like white flame undisturbed by the least breeze of personal terror.
"'You will stop there,' said she, pointing to a spot a few feet from where she stood.