"I will send Rose to you." But his wife had already passed into the closet, and was tapping upon some inner door.

He heard the sound of hinges turning and the rustling of garments.

She reappeared, holding the curtains of the closet together with her hand, and said,-- "Go! When she comes to your office for the pass, you will know that I have gone." He turned away.
"Stop!" she said faintly.
He turned back.

Her expression had again changed.

Her face was deadly pale; a strange tremor seemed to have taken possession of her.