Chapter 26 - Call a Doctor
He must’ve looked so pathetic back then! Knocked unconscious, and not even because he had been punched. All it took was a slap! Just thinking about it made him feel dreadfully small and pitiful. And, on top of that, his cheek would undoubtedly grow even more swollen come next morning, meaning he would be in no state to be seen by others. He couldn’t possibly let Anna see him like this.
If only he could flee the house. He wanted to leave this place and go somewhere far, far away.
“Where did Dylan go this time?” Sir Crane asked.
“How should I know?” Madam Jane responded. “It seems like he’s still at home… Perhaps he’s staying in the library, reading books.”
Right on time for their meal, the household’s head couple exchanged conversation in the dining room, looking to the empty seat that Dylan was supposed to occupy. After losing consciousness and being brought back home, Dylan had isolated himself. It had been four days since he had last shown his face in the dining room.
“That’s good, actually. His face isn’t looking too well. In the end, this is better than having him walking about outside.”
Anna carried some dishes of food to the table and kept her ears open to listen in on the conversation. She still hadn’t thanked Dylan for what he had done for her back in town. Knowing that the house was a huge mansion with plenty of places to be and she was always running around working somewhere in it, she assumed that she would eventually run into him sooner or later, but she hadn’t seen him even once.
“Please give this medicine to Dylan for me. It’s an ointment given to us by someone we should be grateful toward, and they said it’s effective for treating bruises.” Madam Jane handed Samantha the medicine in question. For some reason, her mood looked rather good today. “Ah, and make sure to confirm that he applies it to his face as well.”
Having received the order, Samantha walked out of Madam Jane’s line of sight, frowning down at the round container of ointment with annoyance. “Anna, girl,” she called.
Anna had gone back to the kitchen, rolling up her sleeves in order to prep herself for washing the dishes later. She looked up as Samantha approached her. Samantha handed her the ointment she received from Madam Jane.
“I have a lot of work to do, so you must attend to Master Dylan in my place,” Samantha began. “You heard what the madam had said just then, right? You have to make sure he puts it on his face. Don’t just leave after giving it to him.” She started pointing, waving her index finger right up to Anna’s nose. She spoke firmly as if to drill her commands into Anna’s memory.
“Me?” Anna asked.
“Yes, Anna. You. And this is a warning: don’t even think about handing your work over to someone else just because you don’t want to do it.”
Anna adopted a depressed expression. “Understood,” she murmured.
Seeing that, Samantha was awash with satisfaction. She felt a huge wave of euphoria knowing that she forced Anna onto an annoying and tedious task.
Anna looked upset upon leaving the kitchen, but her attitude thoroughly shifted once she was completely out. She even lifted her heavy and cumbersome skirt up to ease her way, determination writ plain on her face as she traveled around the mansion in search of Dylan. Now, she didn’t need to hold onto those hopes of running into him by chance. She had a reason to go see him directly.
She started her search by heading over to his room first, but when that proved fruitless, she visited the bathroom, yard, and library. She even searched rooms that were void of occupancy, opening every door to properly check on the rooms’ contents. However, no matter how hard she looked, Dylan simply wasn’t there. Even Madam Jane’s supposition that he would be in the library had been wrong.
“Just where is he?” Anna murmured to herself. She was on the fourth floor landing and was about to head back down to the lower levels when her eyes fell upon the staircase leading up to the fifth floor. It was the only place she hadn’t checked. “No way,” she whispered.
The fifth floor of the Kilner family mansion was a deserted place. Everyone, even Madam Jane, avoided it.