Chapter Twenty-Eight
Pip had almost regained her equilibrium by the time she, the girls, and Lord Newingham returned to the house. She still couldn’t understand how she’d come to kiss Lord Octavius in a public lane, but her brain had resumed functioning and she was able to tell Edie that yes, both moths and butterflies spent time in cocoons, and to assure Newingham that yes, he’d be more than welcome to dine in the nursery that evening. Newingham parted ways with them in the entrance hall. Pip climbed the main staircase with the girls. The first two flights were carpeted, but the third flight, up to the nursery, wasn’t and their footsteps were suddenly loud on the bare floorboards. Pip was so busy explaining caterpillars and cocoons to Edie that she almost didn’t notice that someone was d
