CHAPTER X

/For/ a moment they stared at one another, she fearful, he amazed. Olga Crewe! Then he became conscious that he was still gripping the arm, and let it drop. The arm fascinated Mr. Reeder: he scarcely looked at anything else. “I am very sorry,” said Mr. Reeder. “Where did you come from?” Her lips were quivering; she tried to speak, but no words came. Then she mastered her momentary paralysis and began to speak, slowly, laboriously. “I--heard--a noise--in--the--corridor--and--came--out. A noise--I--was--frightened.” …