In a moment he had raised her up, and together they rushed out through the open door into the sunlight, Sir Nathaniel close behind them.

They were all pale except the old diplomatist, who looked both calm and cool.

It sustained and cheered Adam and his wife to see him thus master of himself.

Both managed to follow his example, to the wonderment of the footmen, who saw the three who had just escaped a terrible danger walking together gaily, as, under the guiding pressure of Sir Nathaniel's hand, they turned to re- enter the house.
Lady Arabella, whose face had blanched to a deadly white, now resumed her ministrations at the tea-board as though nothing unusual had happened.
The slop-basin was full of half-burned brown paper, over which tea had been poured.
Sir Nathaniel had been narrowly observing his hostess, and took the first opportunity afforded him of whispering to Adam: "The real attack is to come--she is too quiet.

When I give my hand to your wife to lead her out, come with us--and caution her to hurry.