Dot stiffened and turned sharply away.
Hill followed her, and outside the room she waited for him.
"Do you know the way ?" she asked, without looking at him.
He took her by the arm, and again she had a wayward thought of the hand of the law.

She knew now what it felt like to be marshalled by a policeman.

She almost uttered a remark to that effect, but, glancing up at him, decided that it would be out of place.

For the man's harsh features were so sternly set that she wondered if Adela's careless talk had aroused his anger.
She said nothing, therefore, and he led her to the retreat her sister-in-law had mentioned in unbroken silence.

It was certainly not a very artistic corner.