She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. Turning, she flew for the nearest door. The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture. ’ She was backing across the room, moving towards the screen.
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