This was open too, and I found my self in a room with a stone floor. Slowly, I looked around me. There were about fifty wooden boxes in the room. They were coffins, and there were full of earth. In one of them lay the Count! I could not say if he was dead or asleep. His eyes were open and looked cold and stony, but his face did not look like the face of a dead man. His lips were still very red, but he did not move. Slowly I went nearer. I thought perhaps that he had the castle keys on him. But when I looked at those cold, stone eyes, my blood ran cold. Afraid, I turned and ran back to the window, I did not stop to think until I was back in my room.