"These two ladies are the women who detained you, took your clothes from you, forced you to mend linen, and whipped you?"
"Yes, these are the women."
"A remarkable liar," said old Mrs. Sharpe, in the tone in which one says: "A remarkable likeness."
"You say that we took you into the kitchen for coffee," Marion said.
"Yes, you did."
"Can you describe the kitchen?"
"I didn't pay much attention. It was a big one-with a stone floor, I think-and a row of bells."
"What kind of stove?"
"I didn't notice the stove, but the pan the old woman heated the coffee in was a pale blue enamel one with a dark blue edge and a lot of chips off round the bottom edge."
"I doubt if there is any kitchen in England that hasn't a pan exactly like that," Marion said. "We have three of them."