Jane swallowed her saliva of uneasiness at Danish's unexpected appearance; she was speechless in her place until the maid nudged her elbow with a reminder of Andrew's questions.
"Mr. Douglass is waiting for your answers, Mary." In a whisper, she notified her who looked awry with Andrew's presence.
"Oh…I….I finally managed to run away from them, the intruders." Before Andrew could sense the nervousness in her tone of voice, Jane changed the subject. "I am so exhausted. I hope I can get a day's off from my routines."
Andrew had not a chance to give her a response, she had scrambled away toward her chamber. It was futile to call her back; Andrew's eyes moved from Jane to the objects the maid brought with her.
"Give them to me." The maid's shaking hand stretched at him and in a second,
