At a glance it was easy to distinguish that those she was in search of were _not_ there.

Still she tried to keep up heart.
"There is nothing here they would much care about," she said to herself.
"If I could get back to the picture rooms I should be sure to find them." At last, to her delight, after crossing a second vestibule, from which descended a great staircase which she fancied she had seen before, she entered another of the long galleries completely hung with paintings.

She bounded forward joyously.
"They're sure to be here," she said.
The room was very crowded.

She dared not rush through it as fast as hitherto; it was _so_ crowded that she felt it would be quite possible to overlook a group of even four.

More than once she fancied she caught sight of grandmother's small and aunty's taller figure, both dressed in black.