About nine o'clock
Suiting the action to the resolve , she hastened into the chamber , and tried the door . No , that was locked on the outside , and she knew that the woman must have some evil purpose in thus making a prisoner of her . She turned again to retrace her steps , that she might keep watch for Ray at the window , when her eyes encountered an object lying upon the bed which drove the color from her face , and held her rooted to the spot where she stood ! * * * * * About nine o'clock of that same morning , a woman might have been seen walking swiftly down Murray street , in the direction of the Hudson River , to the wharf occupied by the Fall River steamers . She was tall and quite stout , but had a finely proportioned figure , and she walked with a brisk , elastic tread , which betrayed great energy and resolution . She was dressed in deep mourning , her clothing being made of the finest material , and fitting her perfectly . A heavy crape vail covered her head and partially enveloped her figure , effectually concealing her features , and yet a close observer would have said that she had a lovely profile , and would have noticed , also , that her hair was a decided red .