The old man did not leave his seat; but Sister Josephine opened the door and helped Salome into the carriage, and placed her comfortably on the cushions in a corner of the back seat, and then sat down beside her.
The two younger sisters followed and placed themselves on the front seat.
The aged coachman, who knew his duty, did not wait for orders, but turned immediately away from the station, and drove off just as the train started again on its way to Paris.
They entered a country road running through a wood--a pleasant ride, if Salome could have enjoyed it--but she leaned back on her cushions, with closed eyes, fever-flushed cheeks, and fainting frame.

The sisters, seeing her condition, refrained from disturbing her by any conversation.
They rode on in perfect silence for about a mile, when they came to a high stone wall, which ran along on the left-hand side of their road, while the thick wood continued on their right-hand side.

The road here ran between the wood and the wall of the convent grounds..