She howled as the hurricane howled; and her voice was lost in the great voice of nature, which also seemed to groan with despair.
All at once she heard a tap at her window, and by the help of a flash of lightning she saw the face of a man appear behind the bars.
She ran to the window and opened it.
"Felton!" cried she.

"I am saved." "Yes," said Felton; "but silence, silence! I must have time to file through these bars.

Only take care that I am not seen through the wicket." "Oh, it is a proof that the Lord is on our side, Felton," replied Milady.

"They have closed up the grating with a board." "That is well; God has made them senseless," said Felton.
"But what must I do ?" asked Milady.
"Nothing, nothing, only shut the window.

Go to bed, or at least lie down in your clothes.