Gathering courage, she rose softly and stole to the window.

The moon shone brightly and clearly.

The house stood sideways to the street, and separated from it, first by thick shrubbery, and then a trellised lawn.
Whoever would enter, directly turned into a path leading from the street into the shrubbery.

Just upon this walk, Wilhelmine perceived masked men approaching, one by one, as in a procession--slowly, silently moving on, until they neared the gate of the trellised square, where two tall, dark forms were stationed to demand the countersign, which being given, they passed over the lawn into the house.
"I will take courage; he has told me the truth, the house is well guarded," murmured Wilhelmine.

"None but the summoned can enter; I belong to the number, and when it is time Cagliostro will come and fetch me.