June 24th 1842<br/><br/>Well... First day at Master Connor's. I'm not sure exactly what was going on now. Mistress had said it was a dinner party. Maybe not all the guests have arrived. I will admit that the master... Bothers me. I can't quite describe it with words. Its just... There's this strange glint in his eye whenever he looks at me. Mistress hasn't made things any better. Starting tomorrow, I'm supposed to be assisting his maids, under her supervision of course. I'm hoping more guests arrive tomorrow. That way I won't be the only one under his gaze.<br/><br/>June 25th 1842<br/><br/>Now I really am starting to be bothered by Master Connor. Mistress and him both just sit and watch me work. I'm used to mistress, but... Not him. I worry more now. I try to never be alone with Connor... I still can't describe it.