by HoneyDog » Fri Mar 27, 2020 8:44 am
Monday 8th August, 1881
Approx. 8 am
Forby House
The next morning the companions arise to the sound of birdsong. However, the day is already oppressively hot, and given the disturbances of the night before, everyone is tired and irritable.
After washing and dressing the companions go downstairs to the dining room where a simple breakfast of porridge and toast is served. The meager fare doesn’t help the mood.
Harry Forby is sitting in his chair, nervously rearranging the cutlery. Other family members eye him warily. He looks frantically at the companions as they sit down.
“Was it another intruder?” he blurts out “Did you find any trace of him?”