I thought I would watch for the Count, for there is something going on.

The Szgany are quartered somewhere in the castle and are doing work of some kind.

I know it, for now and then, I hear a far-away muffled sound as of mattock and spade, and, whatever it is, it must be the end of some ruthless villainy.
I had been at the window somewhat less than half an hour, when I saw something coming out of the Count's window.

I drew back and watched carefully, and saw the whole man emerge.

It was a new shock to me to find that he had on the suit of clothes which I had worn whilst travelling here, and slung over his shoulder the terrible bag which I had seen the women take away.