She'd been to Irvingly before, however it occurred to her that should she acquire this position, it would be the first time of hers living in the village. Louisa had always thought it was a lovely, quaint village; now that she was in the Darrow household, she thought the same of this abode.

The interview had gone well, as she'd expected. She'd arrived in her most immaculate outfit – a dark green two-piece jacket and skirt combination that she knew would convey the confidence she felt in her station, but still business-like and clean. The only piece of jewelry she wore was a small gold locket. Louisa was no glutton however she knew her references were pristine. She was good at what she did, and her former pupils' marks spoke for themselves (except for the occasional stragglers whom she failed to recognize in her books).

"Any questions I had were previously answered, Mr. Darrow," Louisa said with a small grin to Mr. Darrow. She gathered her purse and stood as he did, turning her blue gaze to the door that he moved toward. "Thank you," she added, walking through the door. It occurred to her that she didn't know where else to go however and she stopped immediately, turning to ask him which way she would be headed. "Oof!" She exclaimed, as her shoulder met his person. "Forgive me Mr. Darrow, I realized it might be more prudent for you to lead the way rather than a stranger who has never been to this residence." The governess quickly backed away to a respectable distance, though her cheeks tinged slightly rosy and betrayed her mild embarrassment.