Post by David I on Apr 5, 2013 22:24:10 GMT 1
(As Arthur)
I finally rose from my desk. I wasn't sure how long I had been in my office but I knew that it had been around 20 minutes since Mr. Talbot had left. I sighed. No use to delay my talk with Monsieur de Lioncourt any longer. I left my office and closed the door gently. I started toward Mr. Oliver's office but then it occurred to me that I should check on Mr. Talbot and the children. The poor little things were probably hungry by now. I pivoted around and knocked on the parlor door. I blinked. How odd. I didn't hear any conversations going on. Surely the father would have a lot to tell his children, especially having just met them. I opened the door and wandered inside looking this way and that. How strange. Where were they? I went to the little oak table with a black cable phone atop and dialed the number for the kitchen down below. One of the cooking assistants answered immediately. "Hello Arthur. Wanting a little midnight snack are you?" the young woman on the other line joked. "No. I'm just wondering if the children have chosen a meal from your vast menu yet. If they take too long you could always ask Mr. Talbot to sneakily chose for them." There was a long pause on the other end and I almost thought that the connection might have been cut before she replied worriedly. "Uhh, Arthur. Mr. Talbot isn't down here. I didn't even know that he had come to the Motherhouse tonight. And there are certainly no children here either. What is going on? Can I help?" I massaged my temple with my left hand and muttered a reply that everything was all right and that was sorry for bothering her. Mr. Talbot was probably showing the children around the library." I hung up and felt my hands shaking violently. Dear Lord, what a night this was turning out to be. I slowly made my way toward Mr. Stirling's office. I waited at the door the shaking from my hands moving swiftly down my whole frame. I stood waiting for him to come out, dreading having to tell him about Gretchen but also telling him that his fledgling and children had gone missing.
I finally rose from my desk. I wasn't sure how long I had been in my office but I knew that it had been around 20 minutes since Mr. Talbot had left. I sighed. No use to delay my talk with Monsieur de Lioncourt any longer. I left my office and closed the door gently. I started toward Mr. Oliver's office but then it occurred to me that I should check on Mr. Talbot and the children. The poor little things were probably hungry by now. I pivoted around and knocked on the parlor door. I blinked. How odd. I didn't hear any conversations going on. Surely the father would have a lot to tell his children, especially having just met them. I opened the door and wandered inside looking this way and that. How strange. Where were they? I went to the little oak table with a black cable phone atop and dialed the number for the kitchen down below. One of the cooking assistants answered immediately. "Hello Arthur. Wanting a little midnight snack are you?" the young woman on the other line joked. "No. I'm just wondering if the children have chosen a meal from your vast menu yet. If they take too long you could always ask Mr. Talbot to sneakily chose for them." There was a long pause on the other end and I almost thought that the connection might have been cut before she replied worriedly. "Uhh, Arthur. Mr. Talbot isn't down here. I didn't even know that he had come to the Motherhouse tonight. And there are certainly no children here either. What is going on? Can I help?" I massaged my temple with my left hand and muttered a reply that everything was all right and that was sorry for bothering her. Mr. Talbot was probably showing the children around the library." I hung up and felt my hands shaking violently. Dear Lord, what a night this was turning out to be. I slowly made my way toward Mr. Stirling's office. I waited at the door the shaking from my hands moving swiftly down my whole frame. I stood waiting for him to come out, dreading having to tell him about Gretchen but also telling him that his fledgling and children had gone missing.