Had she fucked the doctor? Would anything surprise him at this point? He glanced at her, expression blank but nonetheless a little too intently (especially at the nose) before taking another sip of tea.

He finished his tea and set it down. Followed Dr. Witaker’s gesture to the mute woman with his gaze, and smiled slightly back at her. At least he’d gotten that right.

Stood to follow, and offered Miss Griffin his hand up.

“That is very generous of you, Dr. Witaker. Are they to be borrowed and returned once we are able to furnish our own, or will they be deducted from our wages?”