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Miss O'Shaugnessey, a ginger girl in her late teens, came out of Thwackbottom Manor's great doors, curtseying to the Earl and nodding to Nawang, who returned it with a slightly broader smile than usual. She asked her employer, "You called for me, your lordship?"
"That I did, Miss O'Shaugnessey," the master of the house answered, "Are all things ready for my niece's arrival?"
"Yes, milord. Her rooms are cleaned and redy for her; I've also set out some milk, cold cuts, bread, and some of the fresh vegetables from the greenhouse," the servant answered, following that up with, "And I have called Mr. MacGruder to ask for him to send those boys to help with the luggage again; I cannot explain their absence."
Sir Rod nodded, and stated, "Mr. MacGruder probably held them back for some work in the fabrication shop; the engines were nearing completion yesterday, and he is not one to leave a job half-completed. If they are any later, I'll call him myself. And you are to be commended on your thoughtfulness in setting out food for Lady Elenore and her Governess; I seem to recall now Aunt Agatha saying once that all children are inquisitiveness and appetite. Ah! Here come the twins, now."
Two ten year old boys, both with sandy hair, had emerged from the front door of the factory building, hastily buttoning up clean shirts as they pelted up the drive. Their faces and hands showed the signs of hasty washing as they drew near, and one of the twins -- no one could really tell them apart -- said after both had made a hasty bow, "Sorry for being late, your lordship. Mr. MacGruder -- "
"Is a stern taskmaster, I know, boys. The steamcoach isn't here yet, so not to worry. You've missed a button, Phillip," the Earl stated.
"It's Thomas, sir, and thank you," the other twin said, moving to adjust his clothing.
Just then Nawang noted a plume of steam drifting up from around the hillside, and said, "My lord, it appears they are finally here."
"Excellent eyes, Nawang," Sir Rod complimented, and mused to himself, the last time she was here was five years ago. I wonder if she remembers the family home at all.
The group gathered behind the Earl of Thwackbottom; he was a gentleman of decorum and proper etiquette, and had trained his staff well.