Mable concentrated very hard as she lead Edward through Whitby's streets, trying to remember the way back to the hotel.  Edward himself had lead her around a bit, so she first had to find the market, but after that it was very easy.

The walk was silent for once, with the girl too occupied trying to find her way around.  Even once she felt more comfortable and familiar in her surroundings, she wasn't sure what to say.  She was worried Edward was still upset with her, or that she'd say something else that would make him mad, so she didn't say anything until they were outside of the hotel doors Father Brennan had taken her and her brother to just a few nights before.

"Here it is," she said, inexplicably embarrassed again.  The outside of the hotel was just as nice as it was inside, and it was very nice inside, she thought.  But she hadn't been in many hotels in her life, so maybe it was actually a very normal hotel.  She just hoped Edward didn't think poorly of her because of it.