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Chapter TwoJemima awoke slowly and thought with a little start that she had overslept. And then as she opened her eyes, she saw a strange bedroom and remembered where she was. She was also aware that the reason why she had awakened was that somebody had come into the room and she saw that it was a maid who was pulling back the curtains. “What time is it?“ Jemima asked her. “After nine o’clock, my Lady.” Jemima held her breath. The way she had been addressed by the maid told her that everything that she thought had happened yesterday was true, although it still seemed like an unbelievable dream. When they had arrived back in London, the horses were tired and so was Jemima, but she had not said so because she was not used to talking about herself or expecting anybody to be in any way i