"Please come." At the further end of the apartment there was a bend to the left.
Mrs.Weatherley led the way around the corner into a small recess, out of sight of the remainder of the people.

Here she paused and, holding up her finger, looked around.

Her head was thrown back, the trouble still gleamed in her eyes.

She listened intently to the hum of voices, as though trying to distinguish those she knew.
Satisfied, apparently, that their disappearance had not occasioned any comment, she moved forward again, motioned Arnold to open a door, and led him down a long passage to the front of the house.
Here she opened the door of an apartment on the left-hand side of the hall, and almost pushed him in.

She closed the door quickly behind them.