April 5
While Wilamina was working in the workshop today, she decided to head to town on some errands. There was some problem with a gentleman on a train. Of course Wilamina had to go be nosy. But so were other members of the party. We were sent off to collect Mr. Shorock. Something about the whole moss incident last summer.
The most awful thing happened on the way back. I fainted and had a horible dream that I was floating above my body. I was frantically looking for my note and trying to pin it on, but I couldn’t touch my body to get it on. It was like there was a wall between me and my body. Then there was suddenly this man in uniform that looked like Mr. Frazer and was the same man I saw in that really odd carnival dream so long ago. He was asking if I was ok. Then I suddenly snapped into my body and woke up. I was quite distraught.
I found out later that it was another wild spell. Those are such a Dreadful Side Effect of all the magic use going on. But at least I still remember who I am.
When we got back to the house, one of the servants scared me to death by saying that my sister-in-law was looking for me without specifying which one. Luckily, it was only Mrs Travers. We had a nice chat, but the conversation took an odd turn toward finances. She suggested that I take control of His checkbook. Something about Him getting involved with His brother who isn’t always so honest. But He has so many zeros in that checkbook that I wouldn’t even know where to start with it all. I’m finding that I can only really handle and comprehend money in small amounts. Start adding zeros to the end of those numbers and I get all confused. I felt really bad one day when I was doing an exercise and lost track of a couple of zeros... Mrs. Travers said something else about having a trusted servent or secretary could actually make out the checks as needed. He could come to me when he wanted money. I still don’t think so. I just don’t think I could do that.
oh, there is the dinner bell. i suppose i best go to dinner. I don’t really want to, but we have many titled guests and i guess i’m titled too. Besides. His sister is here and i wouldn’t want to slight the nice one. i wouldn’t want 2 sisters mad at me.
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It is nice being in the separate house. I can get some quiet time away from the others. It was rather difficult at dinner to keep a polite smile and keep up the polite nodding. During dinner, Henry started talking with Atlas about trees and hecta-acers and wiloughby and lots of things I didn’t quite understand. I think they were talking about money. I believe I should take Mrs. Travers’s advice after all. Only that means getting it in the first place.
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I have done the most audatious thing. I made a request of Mr. Caine and he did it! I went up to Mr. Caine as bold as brass and asked him to get me His checkbook. And do you know what? Mr. Cain did it! Without asking why or making a fuss! His checkbook is now hiding at the bottom of my weapons trunk. I just hope He doesn’t ask me about it...
I really dislike the idea of Him coming to me for money. I wonder if we can work something out where I have Mr. Caine draw a certain amount of money every so often and keep it in a specific place so that He can have access to some money. But then again, what if He goes and spends it all at once? I think I shall wait until He notices that it’s gone before we have that conversation, though. I’m blaming it ALL on Mrs. Travers...
Saturday 6
Mrs Travers came to visit at the cottage today. As part of the conversation, she wanted to know about the gentleman we picked up in town. I didn’t know how much I was allowed to tell her, so I gave her some generics and directed her to Wilamina.
Sunday 7
I’m so embaressed. At the Christening this morning, Henry fell asleep and fell over the pew. I didn’t know whether to run over to Him or die of embaressment. I didn’t even know where to look. Mr Cain, Samaline, and Mrs Cake got Him and escorted Him out the hall. Somewhere in there, Mrs Cake escorted me out as well. While I was sorry to miss the actual Christening, I was never so happy to be out of there. I’m not entirely comfortable in churches.... Being told you are a sinner for something you had no control on did a lot to dampen my enthusiasm for being in churches. I know that His wife is expected to go to church, but I hope I don’t have to come back to this one. I don’t even want to know what they think of me...
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Waily, Waily, Waily! Henry just came to me
about the Checkbook. He was Not Happy. And He was Unhappy that
I had given Mr. Cain a direction about something belonging to
Him. I knew it was a bad idea to follow Mrs. Travers’ advice!
I’d give it back to Him, but we also found out tonight that
we are headed back over to Mrs. Travers’ house for another
visit. This time with the rest of the household. It will just
have to wait. Mahap I shall have to ask Victoria what to do...
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