Slowly her eyes lost their fixed stare and took on a more human light.

A shudder shook her frame, and gazing down into the countenance of the young girl lying at her feet, she broke into moans of such fathomless despair as wrung the hearts of all about her.
It was a scene to test the nerve of any man.

To one of the Curator's sympathetic temperament it was well-nigh unendurable.

Turning to those nearest, he begged for an explanation of what they saw before them: "Some one here must be able to tell me.

Let that some one speak." At this the quietest and least conspicuous person present, a young man heavily spectacled and of student-like appearance, advanced a step and said: "I was the first person to come in here after this poor young lady fell.
I was looking at coins just beyond the partition there, when I heard a gasping cry.