She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. She approached this field with her usual liveliness of apprehension. I should have known at a glance if it was. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea. Seldom they molested a woman who appeared to know where she was going and who kept her glance resolutely to the fore. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without.
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