Reiley made his way back into the house. Lambert had just finished picking himself up off the floor as the doctor passed.
"Nasty cut that," Reiley snorted and continued on into the bedroom. "Mistress will you be heeding Mr. March's advice and taking a wee rest? I can give you something that might help you sleep for a bit, if you would like. If not, I will be locking us in for now."