"Madam," said I, "there must be some mistake here—this is my bed-chamber."
"Marry come up," said the lady, sharply; "your chamber! Where is
Lord Glenfallen?"
"He is below, madam," replied I; "and I am convinced he will be not a little surprised to find you here."
"I do not think he will," said she; "with your good leave, talk of what you know something about; tell him I want him; why does the minx dilly dally so?"
In spite of the awe which this grim lady inspired, there was something in her air of confident superiority which, when I considered our relative situations, was not a little irritating.
"Do you know, madam, to whom you speak?" said I.
"I neither know nor care," said she; "but I presume that you are some one about the house, so, again, I desire you, if you wish to continue here, to bring your master hither forthwith."
"I must tell you madam," said I, "that I am Lady Glenfallen."
"What's that?" said the stranger, rapidly.
"I say, madam," I repeated, approaching her, that I might be more distinctly heard, "that I am Lady Glenfallen."