Theroomwasquitesilent；notabreathing，notarustle，camefromanypartofit。Stockdalenowsentapositiveshoutthroughtheopenspaceofthedoor:’Mrs。Newberry！’——stillnoanswer，ormovementofanykindwithin。Thenheheardsoundsfromtheoppositeroom，thatofLizzy’smother，asifshehadbeenarousedbyhisuproarthoughLizzyhadnot，andwasdressingherselfhastily。
Stockdalesoftlyclosedtheyoungerwoman’sdoorandwentontotheother，whichwasopenedbyMrs。Simpkinsbeforehecouldreachit。
Shewasinherordinaryclothes，andhadalightinherhand。
’What’sthepersoncallingabout？’shesaidinalarm。
Stockdaletoldthegirl’serrand，addingseriously，’IcannotwakeMrs。Newberry。’