Bed-room

Harriet slept at Hartfield that night. For some weeks past she had been spending more than half her time there, and gradually getting to have a bed-room appropriated to herself; and Emma judged it best in every respect, safest and kindest, to keep her with them as much as possible just at present.

Her bed-room—one of those spacious, yet low, paneled apartments, warm and gloomy, in which cowards at night—and I can speak from experience—are wont to require a rushlight, and apt to look under beds, and into closets, and to bolt and lock doors, was at a very remote part of the house, and was almost the last of a suite of sleeping-rooms, or dressing-rooms, which were now trimmed out for the expected visitors to the hall.