Sallie!" She came gliding in, her back to the door.
"Are you the one who is to show us to our rooms ?" "Yes." She picked up the lamp and went out, and Mrs.Bernard followed instantly, evidently afraid to be left in the dark.

I followed with the grips, trailing up the stairs, having seen nothing of Coombs in the front room.

In the upper hall our guide threw open two doors, going into the rooms and lighting lamps, thus giving glimpses of the interiors.

The one in the corner was the larger, and better furnished.
"This will be yours," I said, placing her valise on the floor.

"You can feel safe enough there with the door locked--yes, there is a key--and I will be right opposite if you need anything." She gave me her hand, but I felt it tremble.
"You are still afraid ?" "Yes, I am--but--but I am not going to be such a fool." As her door closed I turned to the mulatto, who still stood there, lamp in hand.