The woman passed me, and the starlight shone upon her face.' 'Who was it ?' I asked impatiently.
'The face was the face of the "Lady of the Night", and of a truth she is well named.
'I waited, and Bougwan passed me also.

Then I followed.
So we went slowly and without a sound up the long chamber.
First the woman, then Bougwan, and then I; and the woman saw not Bougwan, and Bougwan saw not me.

At last the "Lady of the Night" came to the curtains that shut off the sleeping place of the White Queen, and put out her left hand to part them.
She passed through, and so did Bougwan, and so did I.

At the far end of the room is the bed of the Queen, and on it she lay very fast asleep.

I could hear her breathe, and see one white arm lying on the coverlid like a streak of snow on the dry grass.
The "Lady of the Night" doubled herself thus, and with the long knife lifted crept towards the bed.