Smarting with bitter pain, Jessie turned away and hurried swiftly down the corridor in the opposite direction.
She was quickly retracing her steps back to her own room, when she met Harriet again in the corridor.
"I was just coming for you, miss," she said, "thinking that you might not be able to find your way, after all, there are so many twists and turns hereabouts," and without further ado she quickly retraced her steps, nodding to Jessie to follow.
The breakfast-room into which she was ushered was by far the most commodious room in the house.
A great, square apartment with ceilings and panelings of solid oak, massive side-boards, which contained the family silver for fully a century or more, great, high-backed chairs with heavy carvings, done up in leather, and a polished, inlaid f
