"Then she loves not the Killigrews?"
"She haates 'em, sur. But I caan't tell 'ee oall."
I tried to devise a means whereby I could see her, but none were feasible. Force could not be used until flight was arranged, and that was not done. Indeed, I had not seen the maid yet.
"But," I said, "doth your mistress have no outdoor exercise."
"She cannot go out except one of they Killigrews go weth 'er, and so she doan't go at all. The last time she was out, Master Otho went wi' 'er. She waan't go no more now."
"But she will die cooped up in rooms where she hath no fresh air."
"She sometimes walks on the leads at the top of the 'ouse; but that's oall."
"How does she get there?"
"There's a stairs from the room."
"Ah! But there must be other ways of getting to the roof."