Austin Cunningham marched into the Gallagher home, a bloody mess, a scowl on his face, anger radiated all around him. Dust as if to show that he had came far. When the servants informed Lady Martha of an intruder, she had gone off to see whom it was. She was stunned when she saw Austin, all beaten up.
"Austin dear, goodness!! Do not tell me you got yourself into another fight?" She said quickly coming to his aid. Panashe had been standing behind her. She immediately went off to get a cloth and warm water with salt. It did not seem that bad but the blood running from his nose was concerning and his left eye, swollen almost closing.
"I came to see William, do not worry about me. I'm alright!"
"You're not alright Austin! Did you come all the way from your ranch then?"
He nodded.
Panashe unhesitatingly came to his aid. A little shy and intimidated she replied. "William is off to a house call. The birth of Mrs. Jenkins fourth."