"I hope you'll sleep well," said the woman, with her hand on the latch.
"We generally do," replied the earl.
"Ah!" she said, and there seemed something significant in her tone.
She opened the door and went downstairs, leaving the two travelers alone.
"This isn't very luxurious, Mr. Grant," remarked Scott.
"No."
"I suppose you are used to a luxurious house?"
"When I am at home—yes; but I have knocked about the world so much that I can stand a little discomfort. How is the bed?"
He felt of the mattress, and found that it was of straw. Had there been a feather bed over it there would have been greater comfort.