"Just then Annie came to the communicating doorway, and with an effort to speak in her natural voice she said, 'Jane, I am going to sleep here.' And as if this endeavor had consumed her last bit of resistance, she closed and locked the door quickly, ran to my bed and threw herself shivering beside me.
"'What is the matter?' I whispered, feeling my presentiment of evil confirmed.
"She put her lips to my ear and answered, 'I found a door in my room behind the bed-curtains, and it leads I don't know where."
"'Did you open it?'
"'No indeed! I would not open it for the world. There might be something horrible in it;' and she shuddered.
"'You have left your light burning.'
"'I don't care. I won't go back: no indeed, I could not.' There was silence for a few minutes: neither of us moved, when Nan again whispered, 'Do you think this room quite safe?'
"'I looked all around before I blew out the light.'
"'Did you look behind your curtains?'
"'No!' I answered with an uncomfortable sensation.