She never thought of doubting all this.

Of course, Miriam knew all about her, and of course it was likely she would wish to tell her on her death-bed.
"I will go," she said, suddenly.

"Wait one instant." She summoned the servant, gave her the message that had caused such consternation, locked the door, and threw over her glittering bridal robes a long water-proof cloak that covered her from head to foot.
Drawing the hood over her head, she stood ready.
"Now," said Miss Dane, rapidly, "we will not go out by the front door, because I don't want any one to know I have quitted the house.

Come this way." She opened one of the long windows and stepped out on the piazza.

Sarah followed.
Some distance on there was a flight of stairs leading to a paved back-yard.