... not dare leave her room again. She sat there watching an hour, and a pale radiance began to appear in the east, which her room faced. It was like dawn in another world, everything had so changed ... had only just begun to doze, when she awoke with a great start. Her father had opened her door, and stood calling her. “Maria,” he said, in an agitated voice. Maria sat up in bed. “Oh, father, ... and yet no animal could have made it, for it was articulate. Her mother was in fact both praying and repeating verses of Scripture, in that awful voice which was no longer capable of normal...