The lantern stood by the open door of a barn.

The King waited some time--there was no sound, and nobody stirring.

He got so cold, standing still, and the hospitable barn looked so enticing, that at last he resolved to risk everything and enter.

He started swiftly and stealthily, and just as he was crossing the threshold he heard voices behind him.

He darted behind a cask, within the barn, and stooped down.