You're not right about the library.

There _are_ books there, and Mr.Egremont has been busy with them of a morning.' 'But how can _you_ know better than Gilbert ?' she cried.
'I know, because I went last night to find out.

As soon as I'd heard Bower's tale, I went.

And I was there again to-day, at dinner-time, and I saw your sister come out of the door.' She was silent.

In spite of her passionate exclamations, a suspicion had whispered within her from the first, a voice to which she would lend no ear.