After their previous encounter, Miss McMillan kept her usual ways. In front of Lord McMillan, the girl seemed to be an almost perfect example of a young lady. The minute her father turned his back, though, she went back to being a mischievous little thing. The one thing that had not changed was her care for her sister. And one that had was her concept of Mister Ray.<br/><br/>The young lady, who kept track of his lessons through conversations with her sister, seemed to regard the man as indeed a very nice one. That meant she kept a fairly good behavior around him, and refrained from playing pranks, which, if Mister Ray had any interest in knowing, was something not few of the servants had experienced.<br/><br/>With the tutor, though, the girl really tried to behave. The one urge she could not fight was her thirst for knowledge. Having studied what was considered proper for young women, she now wanted to know about "gentleman matters" - business, especially.<br/><br/>In that evening, the girl had been in her room all day.  Having caught a severe cold and just now recovering from it, Miss McMillan felt mortally bored. As her father was out having tea with a family friend, the girl snuck out of her room for a moment. She still wore light clothes, and her hair was tied on a long, yet plain, braid, when she called out for Mister Ray, her voice still a bit tired.<br/><br/>"Mister Ray? Do you have a moment?". Before he could say anything, the girl would put her hands together in an imploring posture. "Please, do not tell me to go back to my room and stay there. I am fine already, sir", she begged, before continuing. "Would you not lend me a book, Mister Ray? Something interesting?"