Wefollowed。Bending，andtreadingheavily，hewentupstairs。HestruckablowonPasiance’sdoor。\"Letmein！\"hesaid。IdrewDanintomybedroom。Thekeywasslowlyturned，herdoorwasflungopen，andthereshestoodinherdressing—gown，acandleinherhand，herfacecrimson，andoh！soyoung，withitsshort，crisphairandroundcheeks。Theoldman——likeagiantinfrontofher——raisedhishands，andlaidthemonhershoulders。
\"What’sthis？You——you’vehadamaninyourroom？\"
Hereyesdidnotdrop。
\"Yes，\"shesaid。Dangaveagroan。
\"Who？\"