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The cuts on my fingers, palms, and arms are beginning to heal, but bringing a tight, itching pain, so this journal entry will be brief.
I don't know why I take it upon myself to be adventurous when I know it to not be a thing suited to someone of my temperament...or station!...for that matter, but in this one regard, am I glad that I felt the need to enter that maze of hedges. The good doctor and poor Mrs. Linton were stuck inside, both of them cold and with their own injuries from the stinging nettles that tore into my own skin. How did they get lost so within that place? I would have never entered such a maze if it had not been for the fact that it seemed so very odd that the mansion was empty.
Isabella Linton has been returned to us, also a victim of the maze and rescued by the good Sherlock Holmes.
What shall I continue to say about him...
I have never been more cared for in my life, asides from the few occassions that a doctor of this place has treated me...but the detective has a way of making me feel...important, needed. Not like the way that Erik makes me feel necessary to the household...and a very, very great difference from the way in which Mr. Hyde needed me. It is a good sort of need and care...
The stomach ailment that has been troubling me still persists, though not with any great severity. I am certain it will soon pass.
I don't know why I take it upon myself to be adventurous when I know it to not be a thing suited to someone of my temperament...or station!...for that matter, but in this one regard, am I glad that I felt the need to enter that maze of hedges. The good doctor and poor Mrs. Linton were stuck inside, both of them cold and with their own injuries from the stinging nettles that tore into my own skin. How did they get lost so within that place? I would have never entered such a maze if it had not been for the fact that it seemed so very odd that the mansion was empty.
Isabella Linton has been returned to us, also a victim of the maze and rescued by the good Sherlock Holmes.
What shall I continue to say about him...
I have never been more cared for in my life, asides from the few occassions that a doctor of this place has treated me...but the detective has a way of making me feel...important, needed. Not like the way that Erik makes me feel necessary to the household...and a very, very great difference from the way in which Mr. Hyde needed me. It is a good sort of need and care...
The stomach ailment that has been troubling me still persists, though not with any great severity. I am certain it will soon pass.