32 A cool breeze whispered through the bedroom window, and Fanny heard the murmur of voices. Using what strength she could muster, she opened her eyes. “You’re awake! Finally.” Sophie lifted the cool towel from her head. “Aunt Victoria wanted to using smelling salts, but I objected.” She grinned. “You can thank me later. I know how you detest the burning sensation.” “Where is . . .” Amanda moved to the edge of her bed. “There’s no one here but Sophie and me. We told Mother we were quite capable