Convulsive sobs followed, and then the piercing accents of an agonizing spirit burst forth.

Emily stood appalled, and looked through the gloom, that surrounded her, in fearful expectation.

The lamentations continued.

Pity now began to subdue terror; it was possible she might administer comfort to the sufferer, at least, by expressing sympathy, and she laid her hand on the door.

While she hesitated she thought she knew this voice, disguised as it was by tones of grief.