Listening to Madame Rochester, I could hear emotion in her voice as she spoke. Standing I walked to the large window that looked across the street outside, silently observing each person that walked past. I recalled my own incident only the night before with the feeling of being followed. turning and looking at Gustav, he was a big man, even towering over me, with a name like Gustav I would have thought he would be from Europe or Russia, but he had no foreign accent.<br/><br/>Turning to Madame Rochester, I walked towards her holding out my hand she took it without question and stood up, I escorted her to the window and pointing outside, "do you see anyone watching you Madame?" I asked.<br/><br/>"No" she replied.<br/><br/>"Where did you find Gustav?" I asked quietly.<br/><br/>"He was a boy that was born here from one of my girls, she has gone now, so I kept him on, he has been a good boy and the girls feel safe with him around"<br/><br/>That made sense to me, Madame Rochester seemed a kindly lady, she certainly looked after her girls.<br/><br/>Walking back to the chair, sitting I asked, "Madame Rochester are any of your callers a doctor or a religious man?" I pulled out my wallet and removed my card and offered it to Gustav to pass to Madame Rochester, taking it, I took hold of his wrists and turning his hands over, I noticed his hands were soft, no callouses, this man had had an easy life, looking at his face he looked straight back at me, I nodded and let go.<br/><br/>I looked back at Madame Rochester, awaiting her reply.