Lorn motioned to Mrs. Pearson to hold on to the next dishes that had been readied or in the process of being finished up for the evening.   Mrs. Pearson nodded in response and went back to the kitchen with the maids to let the cook know to pause the work for a time.

"Of course.  Letting the next course wait till we get back from the walk is not a problem."  Lorn agreed.

Lorn stood up and put his napkin beside his bowl and spoon, before moving over to assist her out of the chair.  Pulling the chair once he knew she was ready to do so, that is.  Then extending his hand, he led the way back to the second-floor foray and down the circular main stairs to the bottom floor foray and to the front door once again across the porch to the side of the house steps that led to the flower gardens and paths.  There were trees and bushes with many varied flowers all along the way.  Among the patches of flowers were benches with small connected lovely ponds and decorative fountains to enjoy while sitting.  There was even a small arched bridge to walk right in the center of the where all of the small waterways ended up.  There were electric lanterns from place to place so the gardens were not bright, but had a soft light for a lovely evening walk.