Having anticipated her arrival around that time, Walter had been certain to linger towards the front of the house. Subsequently, when the knocking came at the front door, the young butler was quick to answer. After making a quick visual check to confirm the identity of his visitor, he unlatched the door. A draft of cool air rushed into the hall as the heavy wood opened to allow her entrance to the manor, the young man standing aside the door in a simple black and white waistcoat ensemble, the white gloves of his domestic station still adorning his hands.

"Blimey. It looks like the sky opened up on you! Come in and I'll fetch you a towel to dry off with."