"That is not the problem" she cried, insistently. "I want to know if I have any authority at all in your home."
"Of course you do. But not when you're behaving like Isabella." He retorted coolly, just before Aina came down, followed by two servants carrying a tray containing their dinner. "I'll just have a quick shower, then I'll join you for dinner." He said and left for his room.
Clara wandered slowly into the dinning hall and watched Aina set out the necessary things for dinner.
For a moment, she was tempted to ask who was reponsible for putting the rooms back to their original state, she felt the girl would have found out by now since she had gone up to the kitchen. But, she refrained herself from asking.
"Are Isabella and Beatrice not coming down?' Bennet asked when he came into the hall.
"Miss. Beatrice asked to be excused sir." Aina said. "Isabella had a little upset and Miss. Beatrice thought it was best they remain in her room."
