"Your grace," Jacques looked startled as his wife Henriette ushered him to the living room where he had been seated the last time he came. A mellow fire crackled in the fireplace and it was a welcome change because by the time he got there, he was drenched from head to toe.
"I apologize for barging in at this time," Maxwell murmured.
"I am honored that you thought us worthy of hosting you," Jacques said, motioning to his wife, who nodded and disappeared. "By any chance, did you walk all the way here?" Maxwell slowly nodded his head.
"I had no particular destination in mind. When I looked up, I was at your doorstep," He answered. "I apologize again for barging in at this hour."
"You do not have to. You have a dear friend here. Where else will you be?" Jacques said warmly. Maxwell loo
