Her hints were too broad to be easily mistaken; I therefore desired one of the young Men to conduct me to the chamber where I was to sleep, and where I could remain till supper was ready.
'Which chamber is it, Mother ?' said Robert.
'The One with green hangings,' She replied; 'I have just been at the trouble of getting it ready, and have put fresh sheets upon the Bed; If the Gentleman chooses to lollop and lounge upon it, He may make it again himself for me.' 'You are out of humour, Mother, but that is no novelty.

Have the goodness to follow me, Monsieur.' He opened the door, and advanced towards a narrow staircase.
'You have got no light!' said Marguerite; 'Is it your own neck or the Gentleman's that you have a mind to break ?' She crossed by me, and put a candle into Robert's hand, having received which, He began to ascend the staircase.

Jacques was employed in laying the cloth, and his back was turned towards me.
Marguerite seized the moment, when we were unobserved.

She caught my hand, and pressed it strongly.
'Look at the Sheets!' said She as She passed me, and immediately resumed her former occupation.
Startled by the abruptness of her action, I remained as if petrified.
Robert's voice, desiring me to follow him, recalled me to myself.

I ascended the staircase.