[The Castle Inn by Stanley John Weyman]@TWC D-Link bookThe Castle Inn CHAPTER VIII 16/23
And the accommodation not of a kind to suit your ladyship's tastes.' 'Then--what are we to do ?' she asked with angry shrillness. 'We have fresh horses,' he ventured to suggest.
'The road is good, and in four hours, or four and a half at the most, your ladyship might be in Bath, where there is an abundance of good lodgings.' 'Bless the man!' cried the angry peeress.
'Does he think I have a skin of leather to stand this jolting and shaking? Four hours more! I'll lie in my carriage first!' A small rain was beginning to fall, and the night promised to be wet as well as cold.
Mr.Thomasson, who had spent the last hour, while his companion slept, in visions of the sumptuous dinner, neat wines, and good beds that awaited him at the Castle Inn, cast a despairing glance at the doorway, whence issued a fragrance that made his mouth water. 'Oh, positively,' he cried, addressing the landlord, 'something must be done, my good man.
For myself, I can sleep in a chair if her ladyship can anyway be accommodated.' 'Well,' said the landlord dubiously, 'if her ladyship could allow her woman to lie with her ?' 'Bless the man! Why did you not say that at once ?' cried my lady.
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