She took it up, and covered herself with it from head to foot.
The cloak was just arranged round her when she heard the outer door thrust open, and voices speaking in a strange tongue, and arms grounded in the room behind her.

Should she wait to be discovered?
or should she show herself of her own accord?
It was less trying to such a nature as hers to show herself than to wait.

She advanced to enter the kitchen.
The canvas curtain, as she stretched out her hand to it, was suddenly drawn back from the other side, and three men confronted her in the open doorway..