At the top of the last flight Penny paused to catch her breath before rapping on Rosanna’s door. The orphan was a trifle startled at seeing her.
“Do come in,” she said cordially.
The room was oppressive and warm, although the tiny windows were open wide. A bed, a chest of drawers, two chairs and a cracked mirror composed the entire furniture.
“I don’t expect to stay here long,” Rosanna said apologetically. “I thought it would do until I found work.”
“Why, of course,” Penny agreed instantly. “Did you have any luck today?”
Rosanna shook her head and sank wearily down upon the bed.
“No, everywhere I went it was the same old story. I’m beginning to think I’ll never find employment.”
“Perhaps you’ll not need it if you come into an inheritance,” Penny smiled. “Rosanna, I’ve found a way for you to get to Raven Ridge.”
The orphan’s face brightened but for a full minute after Penny had explained the plan, she sat silent.
“Don’t you want to go?” Penny asked, perplexed.