They feared her more than ever when they thought she had the plague upon her.

And now I have come forth for help; for I am alone with her in the house, and I know not which way to turn.
"Ah, good aunt, come back with me, I prithee.

I am at my wit's end with the fear of it all." Without a moment's delay the party turned towards the house in Allhallowes, and speedily found themselves at the grim-looking portal, which Dorcas opened with her key.

The house felt cool and fresh after the glare of the hot streets.

Although by no means a stately edifice outside, it was roomy and commodious within, and the broad oak staircase was richly carpeted--a thing in those days quite unusual save in very magnificent houses.