Sylvia blinked rapidly as she woke up. She felt well rested, and she sat up as she yawned. Thankfully the others got up. She was somewhat surprised to see Muriel was up and about as well. 

...It was interesting how she came out of her room like she had actually been asleep in there. But Sylvia knew that she had been gone when she checked on her...

And she was heading to the cellar....with the animal carcasses and the plague doctor mask.

...Now, Sylvia wasn't one to judge, but a lot of things were odd.

She recalled how embarrassed Muriel was yesterday when she refused the sandwiches, and she was hiding a bulge in her dress. It still begged the question as to where Muriel went last night and what she did, but at least there weren't any hostile intentions behind Muriel's actions and words, which came to a relief to Sylvia.

The only way to answer her questions would be to let Muriel prepare breakfast for them. She answered Muriel, understanding her desire to be a better hostess, "Oh, thank you Muriel. That is very kind of you. Perhaps, I can help you cook?" 

Had she been hostile, Sylvia would have suggested leaving immediately, but thankfully that wasn't the case.