But when Curdie told him all was well, he lay down again as quietly as a child comforted by his mother from a troubled dream.

Curdie went to the door to watch.
The doctor's yells had aroused many, but not one had yet ventured to appear.

Bells were rung violently, but none were answered; and in a minute or two Curdie had what he was watching for.

The door of the lord chamberlain's room opened, and, pale with hideous terror, His Lordship peeped out.

Seeing no one, he advanced to step into the corridor, and tumbled over the doctor.