Evans finished dishing out the lamb stew, and then deliberately put another large spoon of meat onto Rowan’s plate. “You’re getting thin in the face, doctor.” “I’m not, but I’ll eat my delicious, hearty lunch all the same and send my compliments to Cook, please, for another Thursday meal that has me completely recovered and in good spirits.” He took a bite or two before Mrs. Evans finally withdrew a satisfied woman. “She hovers but she has a good heart, and I know for a fact that she’s one of your staunchest defenders below stairs.” “Is she? I think she’s still convinced that I’m going to burn the house down.” Rowan laughed. “That may also be true.” “And who is she defending me against?” Gayle tasted some of the stew from her own plate and savored the dish. Mrs. Wilson’s skills were incomparable and a welcome amenity. “Do I have enemies in the house?” “Evil doctors who might forget to see that you have tea in the afternoons during grueling sessions about diseases of the bones.”
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