"A new maid?" Mr. Morgan had no idea, but then, he left the hiring of servants to Mrs. Martin. He was certainly not going to answer inquiries, or speak to anyone 'new'. That was all left to Mrs. Martin, and she had done an excellent job of it for many, many years. "Yes, I suppose we could spare Edward, and a maid who has not begun working yet." The house wouldn't be short-handed, and it would get its meal.
"We should send them off tomorrow morning, and have Edward know that it is very important he return with someone suitable before Friday. We will telll him it is for..." Mr. Morgan paused, "Charity. He would like that." Standing from his desk, Mr. Morgan stepped towards the fireplace, pulling on a cord that hung from the wall. Inside the servant's quarters, a bell would ring above a placard labeled 'Library'. As it happened, Roger and Mrs. Martin were standing close enough to see and hear. Roger set out towards the library, while Mrs. Martin headed towards the hall.
Jane seemed to be completely enthralled with everything Edward spoke of. Gardens, a lake, a forest... She wanted to run outside in that moment, to find and see all of these things. But, of course, that would not be possible. Eventually, she would be shown these things, but only to know where they were. Maids were not to go exploring, or have picnics by the lake, or pick flowers in the garden, when there was work to be done. And by the size of this place, she had a feeling there would always be unfinished work. "W-well I hope I will get to see all of these things soon." She replied, though some of the joy in her voice had faded.
Down the hall, footsteps could be heard approaching the two, and Mrs. Martin finally appeared. She was a short, round woman, with a head covered in dark curls, and a warm expression on her face. Immediately, the word 'Grandmother' came to Jane's mind, and she felt relief. She had been certain Mrs. Martin was going to be a female version of Roger.
"Oh, Mr. Edward!" Mrs. Martin smiled affectionately at him, "What are you doing down here? Bothering the new maid? Hello, young lady. I am Mrs. Martin." The Head Housekeeper would never speak that way, if Mr. and Mrs. Morgan were nearby. She had worked for the family before Edward was born, and knew exactly how everything worked.
Though, even she had never ventured into the Western Wing.