#161552 - Just like that, you accept the child is yours on my say so? she asked incredulously. Madame laughed, She is in the Green room with the gentlemen of the Cranmores, Lord Oakes regiment of horse, she said delightedly, Come see! and she led me to a door marked privat without the 'e' and slipped through to her little sitting room wherein she slipped off her dress and shooed me forward through another door into a tiny narrow corridor which led deep into the bawdy house in the walls of which Madame had a series of spy holes, the walls being false walls and the narrow passage thus created behind the wall provided that the harlots and their gentlemen might be observed surreptitiously. She must be exhausted, Phoebe said, Why she drained half the Royal Wharfdales officers today and will the other half on the morrow.