Afterawhileshegrewsilent，andfeartookholdofme。Theplacewaslarge，andthefeeblelightofthelampscarcelyreachedtothearchedroof；allaboutmeweregreatformlessshadows。Ifeltthatthereweretwoworlds，oneofthefleshandoneofthespirit，andthatIstoodbetweenthetwo。Freydisaseemedtogotosleep；Icouldnolongerhearherbreathing。Thenshesighedheavilyandturnedherhead，andbythelightofthelampInotedthatherfacewaswhiteandghastly。
“Whatdoyouseek？“herlipsasked，forIsawthemmoving。Yetthevoicethatissuedfromthemwasnotherownvoice，butthatofadeep-
throatedman，whospokewithastrangeaccent。
NextcametheanswerinthevoiceofFreydisa。
“I，yourvirgin，seektoknowthefateofhimwhostandsbythealtar，onewhomIlove。“