It was the first time for Flora to see the master’s other guests, having seen only Mr. Renan in the two days that she had been working on the island. The only sign that there were other guests at all were the flowing dresses that Flora saw in the laundry. Dresses that she noticed were unusually soiled as if whoever wore them had slept on the ground. Then, Flora remembered that that was after she saw that dreadful shirt that was all bloodied except for the sleeves. Flora recoiled at the memory. Seeing the master’s other guests awake at night and moving about, albeit at a distance, made Flora realize that the mansion was indeed inhabited by people whom she was serving. She had not seen the master since she had come to Orsica which felt unusual for her who had closely served masters and mistresses of small households in Malen. Seeing Mr. Dante’s guests in the flesh had substantiated the thought that the work that she was doing was really for the comfort and convenience of the master and
“Oh! Did he?” said Flora, recalling seeing Emil’s back as he stood in front of Eva’s door.“Yes, he did!” Eva giggled softly. “I was lying in bed and I was crying my eyes out because of the awful way that Pablo treated me. I happened to look at my door and saw something block the light from under it, like there was a person standing just outside my door. I got an uneasy feeling as to who it might be at that hour, and I walked towards the door to take a peek from the peeping hole and see who it was. I was taken aback when I saw Emil’s face looking so pitifully sad with a distant look in his eyes. He seemed deeply confused and pained, or maybe it was just that he was looking at my door wondering if he was going to knock or not. So, what I did was I wiped the tears from my eyes and quickly burst my door open without saying anything,” said Eva.“What did he do? How did he react?” Flora wanted to know.
Flora opened the door to the anteroom and let Nadi ran inside. Then, Flora gently closed the door behind her daughter and remained outside as she continued her conversation with Eva. “Emil did not seem to be lying when he told me that.”Eva looked at Flora in disbelief. “I can’t believe you’re sticking with that story of yours, Flora! Emil already told me the truth. How can it be possible that his wife and daughter are here on this island?”Flora paused for a while and said, “I don’t know, Eva.”“Exactly! Have you seen any little children running around or even heard them these last few days that we’ve been here?”“No,” replied Flora.“Me neither. As far as I know, Nadi is the only child living here on this island. As for the wife, why would even Emil bother kissing me when he knows that he could easily get caught cheating on his wife!” Eva blurted
After a while, Pablo knocked on the door again. Flora looked at Pablo’s face that had started to look strained. When there was still no reply nor any sound of movement coming from inside the guest’s room, Pablo turned to Flora.“Go back to the dining room and wait for me there.” Pablo’s voice was hushed, but it was stern and commanding and Flora knew that she needed to go at once.Flora immediately turned back and went down the corridors and the staircase without looking back at Pablo. As she walked, she could not help but think what could have happened. Is Mr. Renan sick or had he overslept? It did not take long however before her dim surroundings and the pale faces of the portraits hanging on the walls made Flora uneasy and all that she could think about was getting back to the dining room as fast as she could. Soon, she was able to breathe a sigh of relief when she opened the door to the dining room. Not knowing what else to do, she jus
Pablo waited for Flora to be done removing her apron and her hair net before withdrawing from the kitchen and waited for her just outside the door. Flora tried to keep her face serious as she went out the door to meet the manservant.“You will be collecting the blankets and sheets today from the rooms that will be assigned to you by Maya. The other servants have already assembled at the entrance hall and are being given instructions. You, however, will have to work by yourself until Rosa releases Eva from her kitchen,” said Pablo.Pablo then went to a side table where there was a tray containing spoons, forks, and knives. He had already picked up a spoon and was about to polish it with a clean rag when he noticed that Flora had not yet left the dining room.“What are you standing there for?” asked Pablo as he glared at Flora. “I said the other servants are already at the entrance hall. Go there now and talk to Maya,” said Pablo, his annoyance evident in his voice. He then started polis
The whole south wing looked forbidding to Flora. She had not gone to all the areas of the house and had seen only the rooms where she had worked including the laundry area, the kitchen and the dining room, but there was something about the silence and the atmosphere of the south wing that made her a bit more nervous than usual. For one thing, it was darker than the other places she had been to, lending much to its ominous atmosphere. There were only a few lightbulbs on the ceiling that shed just small circles of focused light on the carpet. The plants and decorations casted eerie shadows and patterns on the walls and it was not quite easy to imagine peering eyes and dark faces looking and sneering at her.Flora had not felt the same feeling since high school when she and Perlita were forced to stay later than their classmates to clean the classroom as punishment for coming in late from recess. They had become so engrossed with sharing stories and recalling the movie they had just seen
Flora was distressed at the thought of having to return to her house to tell the bad news to her mother that she would have to stay in high school for one more year. She knew that it would greatly disappoint her mother who had worked all day and most of the nights just to get her to high school. Flora knew that it was a real threat that she would not be able to land a good job at minimum pay if she could not at least finish her high school. She would have also liked to get a college degree but knew that it would be more realistic to go to a vocational school and study cooking or domestic service.Perlita tried to console Flora although she was also distraught at the thought of not finishing high school. Like Flora, her family was living below the poverty line. Her father was a fisherman who could not make a lot of money from the small catch that dwindled every year. She also had brothers and sisters who had to stay at home and help her parents with their work because the family only ha
“Are you sure you don’t want to wash at the lavatories?” Perlita asked Flora, seeing her friend’s arms had smudges of dirt from cleaning the windowpanes.“D-do you want to go?” asked Flora, her voice wavering.“I think I need to go to the bathroom,” replied Perlita. “Maybe we can just go there for a quick wash and pee before we go home.”Flora also felt that her bladder was full and that she would not be able to hold her urine for long. She relented and nodded at Perlita. “I think I need to go too. Let’s just hurry up.”The two girls finished sweeping the floor and collected the dust and dirt in their dust pans. Afterwards, they placed the dust in the trash cans at the back of the room. They also hung the brooms they used at the hook behind the door while the rags went to drawer where they normally kept the soiled rags.“Let’s just wash those tomorrow. We can come here early,” suggested Perlita.“Yes,” agreed Flora. “We really need to get going. I just hope the landlady’s not waiting a