Into this she ran.

It was full of doors on each side.

There were so many that she did not care to open any, but ran on to the end, where she turned into another passage, also full of doors.
When she had turned twice more, and still saw doors and only doors about her, she began to get frightened.

It was so silent! And all those doors must hide rooms with nobody in them! That was dreadful.
Also the rain made a great trampling noise on the roof.

She turned and started at full speed, her little footsteps echoing through the sounds of the rain--back for the stairs and her safe nursery.