But I could frequently believe in their presence while unable to see them.

Still, although I had company, and doubtless of a safe kind, it seemed rather dreary to spend the night in an empty marble hall, however beautiful, especially as the moon was near the going down, and it would soon be dark.

So I began at the place where I entered, and walked round the hall, looking for some door or passage that might lead me to a more hospitable chamber.

As I walked, I was deliciously haunted with the feeling that behind some one of the seemingly innumerable pillars, one who loved me was waiting for me.

Then I thought she was following me from pillar to pillar as I went along; but no arms came out of the faint moonlight, and no sigh assured me of her presence.
At length I came to an open corridor, into which I turned; notwithstanding that, in doing so, I left the light behind.