How, I do not in the least know." "That is quite the impression on my own mind.

Something compels me to go on, as if my only path was onward, but I feel less inclined this morning to continue my adventures." "Will you come and see my little child's room?
She sleeps in the one I told you of, looking towards the forest." "Willingly," I said.
So we went together, the little girl running before to open the door for us.

It was a large room, full of old-fashioned furniture, that seemed to have once belonged to some great house.
The window was built with a low arch, and filled with lozenge-shaped panes.

The wall was very thick, and built of solid stone.

I could see that part of the house had been erected against the remains of some old castle or abbey, or other great building; the fallen stones of which had probably served to complete it.