When Jean showed her concern for Andrew, Eve became concerned as well.  Surely we wasn’t crying as Jean suggested, was he?  But when Jean asked Eva to check on him, Eva simply whispered, Yes Mistress,” and slipped silently off the bed.<br/><br/>She opened the door to their room and peered down the semi-darkened hall into the living room.  She could hear a little better now, and it certainly didn’t sound as if he were crying, more like…she still wasn’t sure, and she couldn’t see well enough from the distance with no lights on.<br/><br/>Eva tiptoed into the hall and took a few quiet steps toward the living room.  Now she could see her brother with the blanket pulled up to his shoulders.  She could see that both of his arms were under the covers, and even the outline of one arm that seemed to lay across the center of his body.  And then she noticed the movement under the blanket, right where his groin ought to be.<br/><br/>A little gasp began to form, but Eva quickly closed her lips to stifle it, uttering only a very time noise.  Embarrassed for both herself and for her brother, she withdrew quickly into her bedroom.<br/><br/>Returning to her Mistress’s bed, Eva knew that there was no withholding the truth from Mistress, and no sugarcoating, she could only tell Jean exactly what she had seen.  She said, “Mistress, the sounds that we heard were of Andrew moaning, and he was moaning because he is masturbating.”<br/>