<strong> More sounds for Lydia</strong><br/><br/>The room still had a chill about it, the window rattled and banged and still the curtains danced creating further shadows upon the walls even more so when the light of the moon was caught though the windows. It seemed to offer yet more of a coldness.<br/><br/>The house was filled with noises both distant and close. Of course she could hear the foot steps of those that might have more amorous intent. Whether it be gentlemen opening the doors to a mistress or a light footed maid, or another heading for a tryst with a handsome stable lad, while a husband or wife slept or rather turned a blind eye.<br/><br/>The ‘countess’ was sure that the sound of the occasional crying still went on, sometimes it still appeared as if it were in the room and sometimes so very distant. At least the major, or rather the majors man cooper had, had the wits to put cloth upon the horses hooves, so that was one sound she did not hear.<br/>