Rose had a moment's weakness.
"Let us go to him," she said; "anything is better than this." "Rose, I dare not," was the wise reply.
But the next day early, Josephine took Rose to a door outside the house, a door that had long been disused.

Nettles grew before it.

She produced a key and with great difficulty opened this door.

It led to the tapestried chamber, and years ago they used to steal up it and peep into the room.
Rose scarcely needed to be told that she was to watch Camille, and report to her.

In truth, it was a mysterious, vague protection against a danger equally mysterious.