She peered through the cloudy glass.
“They didn’t look out of the windows much, did they?”
Light entered the room, transformed by the thick glass and hatched by the leading. It was light that entered, pale and wintry, not sunshine, even though the house was south-facing and the season was high summer. Thick mullions kept the outside world at a distance.
“They didn’t open them either,” the guide said. “It was more important to keep the cold out than let floods of light in.”
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