as if she had been one-and-twenty, and a queen.
We went into the house by a side door, the great front entrance had two chains across it outside, — and the first thing I noticed was, that the passages were all dark, and that she had left a candle burning there.
She took it up, and we went through more passages and up a staircase, and still it was all dark, and only the candle lighted us.
At last we came to the door of a room, and she said, “Go in.”
I answered, more in shyness than politeness, “After you, miss.”
To this she returned: “Don't be ridiculous, boy; I am not going in.” And scornfully walked away, and