His gaze was compelling.

His tone was low but terrible.
"Annette," he said, "obey me.

Send Emil here." The woman trembled, but she did not move.

Mr.Sabin lifted his forefinger and pointed slowly to the door.

The woman's lips parted, but she seemed to have lost the power of speech.
"Send Emil here!" Mr.Sabin repeated slowly.
Annette turned and left the room, groping her way to the door as though her eyesight had become uncertain.