That evening Lavinia was escorted to a new room. It was on the floor below Isaac and Lavinia’s rooms and not nearly as grand, but in comparison to the shared room far below it was pure luxury.

The linens on the full bed were clean and starched, the pillows full and thick. Lavinia threw herself down onto the bed, stretching her arms above her head. She lay there for a moment just resting, then started to take down her hair. She had let Arabella braid her hair intricately ...