05-19-2021, 07:45 PM
Mr. Richards frowned, somewhat fierce-looking, though he wasn't doing it on purpose. It was just the way he looked. "Miss Wards, the Earl is used to a specific kind of employees. Trained and with experience. While I am sure you have worked hard." He gave a look that was a bit more gentle, as he had come from a family that had worked hard to get trained to be able to work at the castle with the Gordon family. However, it had taken the time to learn and someone to give him his first chance, so many years ago.
About then, Douglas came in looking for Mr. Fraiser. He had on his underpants , bare feet, and a shirt that was untucked that was open down the man's chest. He did not know there was someone else in the house and definitely not a young girl. Seeing Anne, he started buttoning up the shirt giving Mr. Roberts a look of curiosity before moving behind the door and then looking back in around the door.
"We 'ave company?" He asked with a raised brow.
Mr. Roberts quickly stood up when Douglas had entered the room and gave a brief embarrassed glance to Anne. Mr. Roberts of course also had a Scottish accent but had worked hard to be less rough on the ears. "Yes, my lord, she is interested in the maid position."
Finishing buttoning his shirt, Douglas gave the girl a look though still the lower half of his body hidden behind the door. He wasn't embarrassed at all, just being somewhat polite to cover himself from the young woman. "Yu are a bit young for the job." He said giving her a look again.
He gave Roberts a look. "Where is Frasier? I need my trousers for now and a suit readied for tonight. I 'ave to go 'ave dinner with that family, I've forgotten their name, that knows Lady Valtma back 'ome." He explained looking bored by the idea but knowing that such connections were important to keep even for him unless the people irritated him too much.
"He's upstairs trying to get the stains out of the latest set you got paint on." Roberts replied. The paint on Douglas's clothing was a regular issue, of course.
About then, Douglas came in looking for Mr. Fraiser. He had on his underpants , bare feet, and a shirt that was untucked that was open down the man's chest. He did not know there was someone else in the house and definitely not a young girl. Seeing Anne, he started buttoning up the shirt giving Mr. Roberts a look of curiosity before moving behind the door and then looking back in around the door.
"We 'ave company?" He asked with a raised brow.
Mr. Roberts quickly stood up when Douglas had entered the room and gave a brief embarrassed glance to Anne. Mr. Roberts of course also had a Scottish accent but had worked hard to be less rough on the ears. "Yes, my lord, she is interested in the maid position."
Finishing buttoning his shirt, Douglas gave the girl a look though still the lower half of his body hidden behind the door. He wasn't embarrassed at all, just being somewhat polite to cover himself from the young woman. "Yu are a bit young for the job." He said giving her a look again.
He gave Roberts a look. "Where is Frasier? I need my trousers for now and a suit readied for tonight. I 'ave to go 'ave dinner with that family, I've forgotten their name, that knows Lady Valtma back 'ome." He explained looking bored by the idea but knowing that such connections were important to keep even for him unless the people irritated him too much.
"He's upstairs trying to get the stains out of the latest set you got paint on." Roberts replied. The paint on Douglas's clothing was a regular issue, of course.
