Danglar！Yes，’therehewas-quiteclosetoher，onlyafewtablesaway-andbesidehimsataheavybuilt，clean-shavenmanofmiddleage。ThatwouldbeCloran，ofcourse-themanwhowastohavebeenluredtohisdeath。AndDanglarwasnervousanduneasy，shecouldsee。Hisfingersweredrummingatattooonthetable；hiseyeswererovingfurtivelyabouttheroom；andhedidnotseemtobepayinganybutthemostdistraitattentiontohiscompanion，whowastalkingtohim。
RhodaGraysankquicklyintoavacantchair。Threemen，linkedarminarm，anddecidedlymorethanalittledrunk，wereapproachingher。Sheturnedherheadawaytoavoidattractingtheirattention。
Itwastoofreeandeasyhereto-night，andshebegantoregrethertemerityathavingventuredinside；shewouldbetter，perhaps，havewaiteduntilDanglarcameout-onlythereweretwoexits，andshemighthavemissedhim-and……
Acoldfearuponher，sheshrankbackinherchair。Thethreemenhadhaltedatthetable，andwereclusteredaroundher。Theybeganajocularquarrelamongstthemselvesastowhoshoulddancewithher。
Herheartwaspounding。Shestoodup，andpushedthemaway。