Early in the morning, having spent the whole night awake, reading, Jason set down his book at the knock of Gerard.
"Morning, Jason."
"Where's Dennise?"
"You didn't open that little door, did you?"
Upon entering the room, Gerard began looking around, and after not seeing Dennise's figure, the overseer of Hans Port looked at his cousin's face with thick suspicion.
He assumed that Jason must have just come back from Dennise's room.
Unfortunately, his upbringing guaranteed he wouldn't open the bedroom door to check.
As for the books in the study that were open?
Disguise!
He had often done this before.
"Let's go!"
Not seeing the scene he expected hadn't diminished Gerard's enthusiasm in the slightest, as he grabbed Jason's shoulder and headed downstairs.
"Where are we going?"
"To have breakfast?"
Jason asked.
He had already smelled the milk, bacon, and vegetables.
"Of course not!"
Gerard, with his arm around Jason's shoulder, left the main building.