Kuni remained under the spell of these delusions for many days and nights.

When she at last regained her senses, she was lying on a plain couch in a long, whitewashed hall.

The well-scoured floor was strewn with sand and pine needles.

Other beds stood beside hers.

On one wall hung a large wooden crucifix, painted with glaring colours; on the other a touching picture of the Mater Dolorosa, with the swords in her heart, looked down upon her.
Beside Kuni's pallet stood a Gray Sister and an elderly man, evidently a physician.