She would not have hesitated in Plainsville or Phoenix, but here everything was so different.

Somebody else might look and Phil never turn his head.
While she waited, half-rising from her chair, he stopped, looked up at the sign, and then came directly towards the door.

Wondering at the strange coincidence that should bring him into the one shop in all New York in which she happened to be sitting, she started up, thinking to surprise him.

Then the surprise was hers, for she saw that he was in search of _her_.

With a word to the obsequious salesman who met him, he came directly towards her hiding-place behind the dummy in sealskin.