For this end, he must have passed through Judith's chamber.

These entrances being closed and bolted, as great security was gained as was compatible with my lonely condition.
The propriety of these measures was too manifest not to make me struggle successfully with my fears.

Yet I opened my own door with the utmost caution, and descended as if I were afraid that Carwin had been still immured in Pleyel's chamber.

The outer door was a-jar.

I shut, with trembling eagerness, and drew every bolt that appended to it.