How she hated sleeping in a strange place. Everything seemed to pose a threat.

She fastened the

window shutters and locked the door. Was there anything else she could close and bolt? Then,
she was taken by surprise by a note left on the wall. ‘What does it mean?’ she asked herself
frightened, while examining it at the light of the candle. At first she thought it had no meaning,
but as she read the note she became more nervous and fearful. She wanted to destroy the note,
but felt it was unfair, since the note wasn’t left for her. She tried to keep it clean for Mr.
Emerson, so she unpinned it and put it between two pieces of blotting-paper. As she finished her
inspection of the room, she sighed relieved and went to bed.