RhodaGraydrewhershawlcloseraroundhershouldersandshivered，asnow，fromshufflingdowntheblockintheguiseofGypsyNan，shehaltedbeforethestreetdoorofwhatfate，forthemoment，hadthrustuponherasahome；andshiveredagain，as，withabhorrence，shepushedthedooropenandsteppedforwardintotheblack，unlightedhallway。Soul，mindandbodywereinrevoltto-night。
Evenfaith，thesimplefaithinGodthatshehadknownsincechildhood，waswavering。Thereseemednothingbuthorroraroundher，amentalhorror，aphysicalhorror；andthesolemeansofevenmomentaryreliefandsurceasefromithadbeenapitifulprowlingaroundthestreets，whereeventhefreshairseemedtobedeniedtoher，foritwastaintedwiththesmellsofsqualorthatruled，rampant，inthatneighborhood。
Andto-night，strongerthanever，intuitionandpremonitionofapproachingdangerlayheavyuponher，andoppressedherwithasenseofnearness。Shewasnotacoward；butshewasafraid。
DanglarwouldleavenostoneunturnedtogettheWhiteMoll。Hehadsaidso。Sherememberedthethreathehadmade-ithadlivedinherwoman’ssouleversincethatnight。BetteranythingthantofallintoDanglar’shands！Shecaughtherbreathalittle，andshiveredagainasshegropedherwayupthedarkstairs。But，then，sheneverwouldfallintoDanglar’spower。Therewasalwaysanalternative。Yes，itwasquiteasbadasthat-deathatherownhandswaspreferable。Balked，outwitted，theplansofthecriminalcoterie，ofwhichDanglarappearedtobethehead，renderedagainandagainabortive，andbelievingitallduetotheWhiteMoll，allofDanglar’sshrewd，unscrupulouscunningwouldbecenteredonthetaskofrunningherdown；andif，addedtothis，hediscoveredthatshewasmasqueradingasGypsyNan，oneoftheirowninnercircle，itmeanthat-Sheclosedherlipsinahard，tightline。
Shedidnotwanttothinkofit。Shehadfoughtallday，andthedaysbefore，againstthinkingaboutit，butpremonitionhadcreptuponherstrongerandstronger，untilto-night，now，itseemedasthoughhermindcoulddwellonnothingelse。