"It blew down a narrow piece of the paneling in the long gallery--it is next to my room, you know--and I heard the noise in the night and lit a candle and went to see.

Some of the window panes are broken, so it is very blustery there in storms.

Well, there was a door behind it--a secret door! I was so excited, but I could not keep the candle alight and it was very cold.

I saw nothing was broken--only the wind had dislodged the spring.

I was able to push it back and pull a little chest against it, and wait till morning.