Red watched Snow then Ellie and the new one, Eulalie, disappear past Paul. Finishing with the puddle by the door, Red moved to the poor maid left behind. She could only guess what was going through her head.

 “Vous êtes Français, non?" Red asked, hoping to find a native French speaker. The Lady had a better accent then she did, but she had only been a peasant after all.

 «Yes,» The girl replied in the same language. «I am Georgine, attendant to Lady Bellerose.»

 «I am called Red. Come, I will show you where you are staying.» Noticing her companions hesitation Red hastened to reassure her. «None here will harm you. Madame Jane does not allow her maids to be interfered with.» Red ushered her into the maid rooms and got some warm water for her to wash up in. With a brief explanation to the other maids, she rushed back out. The sooner she finished cleaning, the sooner she could go through the door. The sooner through the door... Another smile flittered over her face. Fortunately the luggage was already gone by the time she came back out. Cleaning the last of the water and mud, she set Paul’s lamp back upon the table. Everyone in the place ignored her, barring Paul. Maids weren’t worth their time. Finishing her duties she straightened her dress and stood before Paul expectantly. He looked her up and down for a moment, then nodded and stepped aside. Back straight, Red stepped forward and opened the door.