"Mr Winchester? He's the doctor, isn't he? Er, not the nervous younger one, I mean. I met Mr Winchester last night; he seems like a very pleasant person." Susan decides not to go into the details of her meeting with Winchester, guessing, perhaps correctly, that Emma would find it somewhat appalling.

Susan looks around the room and nods, pleased. "This is lovely. You've got good taste, Miss Woodhouse. I suppose you get the, whatsits, the gnome-looking things, house elves? to bring up one's luggage? Once that's done, I think I'd like to have a bath."