Ben looked hesitant in his place and seemed to be gathering his thoughts on what he wanted to say to Archer.
“Is there something urgent going on Ben?” Archer helped him to ease his intention to speak.
Ben looked at him nervously. “I have something to tell you about the lord and madam, about their situation that you don't know about, and perhaps Miss Edith hasn't told you yet.” He paused his sentence, trying to calm the pounding of his heart that was beating against each other and making him rather preoccupied.
Archer glanced at him calmly, he let Ben, without pressure, tell him what he wanted to tell him, whether it was or was not fully known to him. He stared straight ahead, looking at the rising steam of his bathwater. Suddenly it seemed interesting in his eyes.
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