Genefer took the little white hand between her own, stroked it, raised it to her lips and kissed it. ’You love me, Geneviève?’ Mirelle lifted her large eyes and looked earnestly into the old woman’s face. ’Ah, I do, I do, sure-ly.’ ’I am so glad, Geneviève, because I do not think there are many who love me.’ ’Do’y think it was the red man in the doorway that frightened you?’ asked Genefer. ’You seed un, did you not?’ ’I do not know,’ answered Mirelle. ’I hardly remember what occurred. I had a sense of a great wave of terror coming over me, but what caused it I no more remember, for my consciousness went from me.’ ’He’ve a got a kindly enough face, there be no vice in it,’ said Genefer, as she knelt at the hearth and was engaged on the fire. ’I reckon he don’t walk for naught; it ain’t only the bad as wanders. Samuel appeared to Saul before the battle of Gilboa. Many of the saints that slept arose, and appeared in the holy city. We have Scripture to show that it be not the bad only as walks. I’ve a seen my mother scores of times, and her were a God-fearing woman. But father were a darning blaspheming drunkard, and I’ve never seen him once. I reckon the red man were a peaceable sort of a chap, and if he walks, ’tain’t along of his sins, but because he be sent to fulfil the wise purposes of Heaven.’ Genefer put the poker against the bars of the grate. ’There, mistress, I hope you’ll be warmer soon, but the kindling be damp and the chimney has cold air in it, and the fire won’t draw kindly. Now I must go.’ ’Oh, Geneviève, must you really go? I do not like to be alone, I am frightened.’ ’Is it the red man you fear? Do’y think he’ll walk through the room while you be lying in bed? Lord bless’y, I think naught of such spirits. It be the black devils is the chaps to scare one; I’ve a seed them and hunted ’em many a time.’ ’No,’ said Mirelle, ’I am not afraid of him. I do not know exactly what I fear, but something that I cannot describe has come over me. Oh, Geneviève, I wish that you could sleep in this room with me.’ ’I don’t see how to manage that, my dear. I couldn’t move my bed myself up here. But you’ve no occasion for it, neither. There be Miss Orange close at hand, and only a door between. You ask her, and her’ll leave the door open between you.’ ’No, no,’ said Mirelle, nervously. ’Could you fasten that door, Geneviève?’ ’Which? There be but two doors, one is on to the landing, and the other into Miss Orange’s bedroom.’ ’I mean the latter door.’ Genefer went to it. ’I cannot fasten it. It be locked already, and the key on the other side.’ ’Is there no bolt?’ ’No, mistress.’ ’Never mind, it cannot be helped,’ with a sigh. Then the lock was turned, the door opened, and Orange came through carrying a bolster. ’You like to lie with your head well raised. I have brought you this; you will sleep the sounder for it.’ Then she went up to Mirelle’s bed and placed it with the pillows.