The room was buried in darkness, the tapers being extinguished.
Advancing on tiptoe she soon discovered a seat, when what was her surprise to find Alizon asleep within it.

She was sure it was Alizon--for she had touched her hair and face, and she felt surprised that the contact had not awakened her.

Still more surprised did she feel that the young girl had not retired to rest.

Again she stepped forward in search of another chair, when a gleam of light suddenly shot from one side of the bed, and the tapestry, masking the entrance to the closet, was slowly drawn aside.

From behind it, the next moment, appeared the same female figure, robed in white, that she had previously beheld in the abbot's chamber.