"What next?" was the question of the listeners. Nothing came yet. The mill remained mute as a mausoleum.
"He _cannot_ be alone!" whispered Caroline.
"I would stake all I have that he is as little alone as he is alarmed," responded Shirley.

The mill remained mute as a mausoleum.
"He cannot be alone!" whispered Caroline.
"He is neither alone nor alarmed," responded Shirley.
