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	The Lord Bardolf sat there and scowled. "What makes any of you think that you have a choice in the matter? This is not your home. It is mine. I have been kind enough to allow you to stay instead of putting you directly out in the storm to fend for yourself. Instead of turning you away at the gate, which if I had, you would have been caught in the storm none the less. It is a far journey to the closest town, you would not have made the return trip. So drop the entitlement. You are here by my leave and are lucky each of you is not in a dungeon being tortured at this point to get answers since for all I know you are part of whatever conspiracy is going on at this time to invade my home. Next time any of you speaks, I suggest you think on that before you say anything," he said in a cold voice. He had obviously had enough of not only whatever game was going on but these people in his home. Looking over at Blush his eyes narrowed. "Pull something like that again and I will have my guards tend to you and they are not as forgiving as I." His voice was like venom. These people were either severely entitled or just plain stupid. He hadn't decided yet. 

	Jasper stepped back, it seemed the woman had at least taken the mask off but he cast Blush a look and shook his head at her. The pale woman took a long sip of her drink, averting her eyes and looking down. The four men just sat there and started to eat as if nothing had happened. The lord of the manor looked over to the woman who had stabbed herself. "The so called doctor was shot in the music room with a gun by the Professor. So right now you might want to be more careful with the cutlery."

	Jasper cleared his throat. "Should I send for Rebecca my lord?" he asked. Bardolf glanced towards the butler and gave a wave of his hand. "Thank you sir," he said before going to the door and opening it. Speaking to someone out of sight before closing the door and coming back. "She has been sent for sir."

	Down in the sewing room, things were going much more smoothly. It seemed the Doctor was patched up but still needed something to wear and the Professor was ready to go. Rhoda looked over towards Walnut. "Once we are finished here, someone will take you," she said in a quiet voice before standing up and taking a look over towards Dr. Swamp. "Let me check the mending," she said before going over to a wardrobe and opening it. There were many items of attire hanging up and folded. Eventually she pulled out a black button down shirt. It looked to be one of the uniform shirts worn by the male servants in the house. Nice enough but hardly of the level of craftsmanship that the Lord of the manor wore. It was close enough in size though. "This should do," she said handing it over to him.