It is quite a journey from Jeanne's bedroom down the long corridor, to the place fascinating to her since her babyhood: the room hung with tapestry—very old, and in some parts faded, but still distinct. Jeanne sees something strange in one tapestry, of a garden. Didn't those peacocks move, ever so slightly? Then Dudu, the family's raven, is at the window—but she just saw that decrepit old bird down on the terrace. Dudu cannot fly that fast! Now she hears wonderful news—her cousin Hugh is coming to stay. He will be like a little brother—and he will sleep in the tapestry room . . .
