Book 2, Chapter 9: A Defeat

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​⁠The gown that Rodney had spoken of apologetically to the Lakes as a coronation robe, was put away; the maid was sent to bed. Rose, huddled into a big quilted bath-robe, and in spite of the comfortable warmth of the room, feeling cold clear in to the bones—cold and tremulous, and sure that when she tried to talk her teeth would chatter—sat waiting for Rodney to come back from seeing the Lakes part