Rebecca hugged her knees and rested her head on them, trying to digest everything that Alice had just told her. She thought of poor Percy and started crying again.
It had never occurred to her before that her travel guide might be human. All she had to go by was his avatar on her video link, and all it showed was an earthrise picture taken from the moon.
Androids were given most of the lower echelon jobs these days. Those types of thankless, endless travel, no home life jobs were not attractive to humans. The humans that still lived on the poor old over used earth mostly held all the executive jobs.
It was sometimes hard to tell if a person was an android or not. Maybe Alice just thought he was human. Rebecca hoped that Percy was just a machine that couldn't feel himself being eaten. Still, that was a horrible way to go, bucket of bolts or not! She went into another crying jag.
A light knock on her door made her stop crying and get up off the floor. She went to the door and called through it.
"Is that you Mr. Witherspoon? The door seems to be locked, so I can't let you in."
"Yes, it's me. Are you sure it's locked? I didn't lock it."
"I'll try again, but I'm pretty sure it's locked."
Rebecca rattled the metal latch and pulled hard, but the door didn't budge.
"I have a master key for all the servants' quarters. Otherwise they tend to lock themselves in and not come out till you come and get them. I don't know what's wrong with those people. It's hard to get good help these days!"
Robert continued to mutter as he went through his ring of keys, trying each one in the door with no success. Finally he found the right one and opened the door.
He walked through it with Lorrie right behind him. Robert made the introductions.
"Rebecca, this is Lorraine Maycourt, the daughter of a good friend. I sent a note telling him that all your luggage was stolen from your berth on the train trip here. Lady Lorraine has graciously agreed to lend you some clothing until you can do some shopping."
Robert knew that Lord Maycourt had a daughter aproximately Rebecca's size. In his message, he had asked for some of Lorrie's clothing until they could figure out what to do with her.
The message had also provided Lord Maycourt with an excuse to give Lorrie when he asked her for some dresses.
Robert winked mightily at Rebecca while he was telling this tall tale, hoping she would go along with it. Lorrie was still behind him, and couldn't see his facial gymnastics.
Lorrie hadn't gotten a chance to see Rebecca yet, because Robert had been deliberately blocking her view. When Rebecca nodded in agreement, he stepped aside.
Robert had told her that Rebecca was from the colony of Canada, and that they did things a bit differently. Robert hadn't bothered to tell her just how different, though.
Lorrie's mouth dropped open in total and utter surprise!