In order to summon up her courage, she strove to hear again the cries of misery and to see again the haggard eyes which had driven her hither.

And if she did not wholly succeed, other reflections came to her aid.

This storm, which covered all smaller noises, and opened, now and again, God's lantern for her use, did it not prove that He was on her side, and that she might count on His protection?
The thought at least was timely, and with a better heart she gathered her wits.

Waiting until the thunder burst over her head, she opened the door, slid within it, and closed it.

She would fain have left it ajar, that in case of need she might escape the more easily.