Read the extract from The Woman in Black and answer questions 1-3 below.
For a moment or two, I simply sat looking about me in amazement, hearing nothing save the faint keening of the winter wind that came across the marsh, and the sudden rawk-rawk of a hidden bird. I felt a strange sensation, an excitement mingled with alarm... I could not altogether tell what. Certainly, I felt loneliness, for in spite of the speechless Keckwick and the shaggy brown pony I felt quite alone, outside that gaunt, empty house. But I was not afraid - of what could I be afraid in this rare and beautiful spot? The wind? The marsh birds crying? Reeds and still water?