Rowland Wright, The Disappearance of Kimball Webb
“ Elsie whispered to her, “if you’ll help me out. Can’t you let me get away tonight?”“Oh, no, I wish I might,—but I daren’t,—I daren’t!”“Tell me this, then. Isn’t Mr. Webb in this house?”“Hush, hush, now,—don’t say such things.”“But isn’t he?”“I can’t tell you,—I daren’t.”“I am answered!” cried Elsie, triumphantly. “I know he is! Oh, what a refinement of cruelty. Are you a human being, that you countenance such fiendish cruelty? Please,—please, dear, good Mrs. Pike, let me get away! You needn’t do anything. ”
