Now, how was she fallen! Yet Mr.and Mrs.Enderby received her kindly, and paid her as much attention as if she had been an ordinary visitor.
When bed-time came she was taken, not to the pretty room she had occupied when last in the house, but to a neat little plain chamber which was to be henceforth her own.

It was not on the same landing with the bed-rooms of Phyllis and Nell, as she was quick to remark, but at the end of a long passage off which were the upper maids' bed-rooms, a fact which stabbed her pride.
It was, however, a nice little room, placed above the passage and ascended to by a few steps, and it had a picturesque lattice window, embowered in ivy and passion-flowers.

She had hardly comforted herself by observing this when she was overcast again by a fresh and unpleasant discovery.

Her trunk, which had been sent after her by Mrs.Benson, had already been unpacked and her things disposed of in a wardrobe.

But, alas! all her handsome clothing had disappeared.