The chapel has been prepared for you; go there and pray.

When you see a small point of light touch the extreme edge of the cross upon the altar, it will be twelve o'clock, and you will then come to me." With these words, uttered in a grave and earnest tone, he left me.

A sensation of sudden awe stole upon me.

I looked at Zara.

She laid her finger on her lips and smiled, enjoining silence; then drawing my hand close within her own, she led me to the door of the chapel.