Seventh Bride
“This time, she did not go back to sleep, but got up and dressed. Her clothes were getting stiff with dirt. Perhaps she could do some washing up. Maria nodded to her when she came down, and again at her request. “Certainly. There’s a laundry. It’s big enough for a dozen, you won’t have any problems.” Clad in borrowed clothing—Sylvie’s, Rhea suspected, as the cuffs of the pants fell halfway up her shins—she went to work pounding the dirt out of her clothes.
The laundry was a cavernous room. Big... enough for a dozen didn’t do it justice, unless you meant a dozen elephants. The tiles were cool underfoot and the ceiling was lost in dimness. Why is it so large? Is it from when the manor house was built?
Even the smallest tub could have held an entire family’s worth of clothes. She ran a few inches of hot water into it, and set to work. Scrubbing the clothes left her hands busy but her mind free to wander. If it wandered too far, Rhea would begin to think about how utterly mad it was that there was a murderer in the house and she was doing laundry.MoreLess
The laundry was a cavernous room. Big... enough for a dozen didn’t do it justice, unless you meant a dozen elephants. The tiles were cool underfoot and the ceiling was lost in dimness. Why is it so large? Is it from when the manor house was built?
Even the smallest tub could have held an entire family’s worth of clothes. She ran a few inches of hot water into it, and set to work. Scrubbing the clothes left her hands busy but her mind free to wander. If it wandered too far, Rhea would begin to think about how utterly mad it was that there was a murderer in the house and she was doing laundry.MoreLess
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