Roger jumped out of the carriage and ran over to the captain. He picked her up in his arms, without regards to the blood stains it caused on his green coat. "Margaret," he said, using her Christian name without realizing it. "Hold on, help will be here soon!" The baroness lead him up the stairs into her mansion. The front room was gigantic, and held a marble staircase, which wound up to a landing. The walls were painted light blue, with tiny silver buttercups in a line over the baseboards. The floor was marble as well.

The baroness lead him up the staircase. Roger found himself huffing a bit as he carried the captain, but he was in good condition. Soon, the baroness lead him to a bedroom with white washed walls and a small wood framed bed. A crucifix was over the bed and there was a table with medical implements and an open window. "This is my infirmary," she said, helping Roger to lower the captain onto the bed. "My late husband was sick for many years, before passing on. I had it built for him.