She looked around her for a place where she could wash.

Cold water would help her to wake up, perhaps.
It was really painful to be so terribly sleepy.
"Please, where can I wash ?" she asked at last.

"I--I can't wake--up; I--I--" and she was asleep again.

Her stepmother's sharp voice soon roused her, though.
"A place to wash in!" she snapped crossly.

"Why, you must wait until some of them have gone out, then you can go to one of the bedrooms, unless you'd like to wash at the tap, out there," pointing to the scullery; "there's a dipper there you can use." Jessie gladly accepted the last offer.