There was a light inside.

The figure was now within the chamber, and she, still dumb--quite dumb, and almost senseless--stood looking on.
The door was partly open.

Not knowing what she meant to do, but meaning to preserve him or be killed herself, she staggered forward and looked in.
What sight was that which met her view! The bed had not been lain on, but was smooth and empty.

And at a table sat the old man himself; the only living creature there; his white face pinched and sharpened by the greediness which made his eyes unnaturally bright--counting the money of which his hands had robbed her..