The hunting-box could not be far off now.

It conceals itself to the right of the rose bushes beneath a lofty birch.
A few moments later she found herself outside its door.
As she laid her hand on the latch, a thought of terror transfixed her.
What if the door should be shut?
But she had only to press the latch in order to put all her fears to flight.

The door this time also was not fastened.
Standing on the threshold she enquired with a trembling voice: "Is anybody in ?" No answer.
Then she closed the door behind her and opened the door of the second room.

There also nobody responded to her enquiry.

The third room was also open as usual, nay even one of its windows was opened towards the orchard.