"I am given to understand that the clan from whom he purchased the house was such," Sabiha answers, sounding a little uncertain.  "But it may have been the clan before them that was."  She follows you in, nearly as soft on her feet as you are on yours, and gestures to the left.  "Master's study was that way.  That is where..."<br/><br/>She swallows, looks down at her feet for a moment.<br/><br/>"That is where it happened.  And also where we will find the secret entrance to his workspaces.  We can go through the servants' quarters directly, or through the meeting chamber and the private courtyard.  If you wish, we can even visit his bedchamber, although," she titters a little, "we would be the first women in there in quite some time."  She gives you a funny little sidelong glance, as if considering something.  "The walking pottery does not count."<br/><br/>After a moment, she bites her lower lip and heads to the left.<br/><br/>"I suppose this way is less dangerous."<br/><br/>She creeps to the left, passing two doors in the left-hand wall and ignoring one directly ahead of her...as well as a side passage that runs to the right, down which you can see open air again.  The door at which she stops is closed, and she reaches out with a trembling paw to brush against it.<br/><br/>"In here," she whispers, sad and soft.  "The bodies may not yet have been removed."<br/><br/>