HEIDI
“Wait a bit, it does not generally appear before one o’clock," answered his friend.
They started talking again. One o’clock struck. There was not a sound about the house, nor in the street outside. Suddenly the doctor lifted his finger.
“Hush! Sesemann, don’t you hear something?”
They both listened, and they distinctly heard the bar softly pushed aside and then the key turned in the lock and the door opened. Herr Sesemann put out his hand for his revolver.
“You are not afraid, are you?” said the doctor as he stood up.
“It is better to take precautions,” whispered Herr Sesemann, and seizing one of the lights in his other hand, he followed the doctor, who, armed in like manner with a light and a revolver, went softly on in front. They stepped into the hall. The moonlight was shining in through the open door and fell on a white figure standing motionless in the doorway.
“Who is there?” thundered the doctor in a voice that echoed through the hall, as the two men advanced with lights and weapons towards the figure.
It turned and gave a low cry. There in her little white nightgown stood Heidi, with bare feet, staring with wild eyes at the lights and the revolvers, and trembling from head to foot like a leaf in the wind. The two men looked as one another in surprise.
“Why, I believe it is your little water-carrier, Sesemann,” said the doctor.
“Child, what does this mean?” said Herr Sesemann. “What did you want? why did you come down here?”
White with terror, and hardly able to make her voice heard, Heidi answered, “I don’t know.”
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