The cook looked over but said nothing as he moved about the large room, quietly but firmly directing the slaves that labored there, mostly women like Felicity but there were a few young men clearly in the same position of service.<br/><br/>And as the cook moved back over he nodded to the sack beside the basin.  "Put the rag in there when you're done," he said and grabbed an apron from several hanging on hook to set on the table beside the basin, "You can wear this while you're working.  And you can relax, I don't allow any foolishness or playing in my kitchen."