the beds were , i thought , all empty , and the room itself without anyone but myself in it ; and i , after looking about me for some time , and admiring especially an iron candlestick with two branches , which i should certainly know again , crept under one of the beds to reach the window ; but as i got from under the bed , i heard someone crying ; and looking up , while i was still upon my knees , i saw youmost assuredly youas i see you now ; a beautiful young lady , with golden hair and large blue eyes , and lipsyour lipsyou as you are here .