Cagliostro must be a wizard, then, or a prophet; he has wonderful power over me also, and reads my most secret thoughts.

He will assist me to rise from my shame and degradation to an honored position.

I shall become a rich and influential woman! I will confide in him, never doubting him--for he is my master and savior! Away with fear! He has said that the house should be guarded, and it will be! Onward then, Wilhelmine, without fear!" She hastened to the large drawing-room, in order to see the effect of the numerous wax-lights in the superb chandeliers of rock crystal.
The great folding-doors resisted all her efforts to open them.

"Who is there ?" cried a loud, threatening voice.

Trembling and with beating heart Wilhelmine leaned against the door, giddy with fear, when a second demand, "Who is there?
The watchword! No one can pass without the countersign!" roused her, and she stole back on tiptoe to her room.