"Would you be wishing for supper, sir?" asked in girl sleepily.
"Supper! Good heavens, no. Why it must be near midnight. I'm for my bed presently, and methinks 'tis the place for you now. You look tired to death, my girl."
"Aye. I've been about since five o'clock this morning," she answered, yawning. "Their lordships make a deal of work. But I'm going to my bed now, if you want no more, sir."
"Nothing, thank you, Sue."
"I'm sleeping in yonder," nodding her head across the passage. "Perhaps you'd call, sir, if you want anything." Then she added, hesitating, "We be so full o' guests now, father sleeps on the settle here. But he'll hardly be down yet, he must see their lordships safe to bed first. Good-night to you, sir."
She crossed the passage and disappeared through the doorway opposite.
Captain Protheroe broke the silence which followed:
"If you are rested," he said briskly, "I think we had best be gone."
"Must we go?" she asked lazily.
"The sooner we are free from the houses, the better. The landlord may come here any moment. They are quieter above stairs already."