Mary entered the room just as Rachel struggled to get out of bed.
Mary rushed to help her, "Miss Foster, do you feel better after your nap?"
Rachel leaned back against the pillows Mary had arranged, shaking her head slightly. Her head no longer felt foggy, and the nausea had subsided significantly.
"Yes, not as bad... What time is it now?"
"It's already seven o'clock."
"Seven?" Rachel was surprised. She had slept from one in the afternoon until seven in the evening. Suddenly recalling what Mary had mentioned earlier, she asked, "Did... he call again?"
Mary knew who Rachel meant by "he" and smiled, "Mr. Scott came back around three. He saw you were asleep and went to work in the study."
Rachel was taken aback, "He came back around three?"
Mary nodded, "Mr. Scott seemed busy. He checked on you, saw you were resting, and went to the study. He came to check on you several times, touching your forehead to make sure you didn't have a fever from your cold."
