The next day, in the early hours of the morning, Edgar walked down the stairs to collect the paper to see if his money was well spent.
"Good morning Alfred," Edgar greeted the butler who stood reading the very paper Edgar was after.
"Edgar! You are awake early. Do you have some business to tend to? Should I prepare the carriage right now?" Alfred asked. Edgar was only awake at these hours if he had somewhere to go which required a long travel. These were the hours when the servants started to feed the animals and prepare breakfast.
"Did the cats scratch you?" Alfred inquired as he spotted a line of red marks on Edgar's chest.
"No," Edgar took the paper from Alfred. "That is the work of my wife. Feisty little thing she is. I'm not leaving home yet. I came down for the paper."
