Since so many rooms had been built, people must have lived in them, but it all seemed so empty that she could not quite believe it true.
It was not until she climbed to the second floor that she thought of turning the handle of a door.

All the doors were shut, as Mrs.Medlock had said they were, but at last she put her hand on the handle of one of them and turned it.

She was almost frightened for a moment when she felt that it turned without difficulty and that when she pushed upon the door itself it slowly and heavily opened.

It was a massive door and opened into a big bedroom.

There were embroidered hangings on the wall, and inlaid furniture such as she had seen in India stood about the room.