For her part, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother spends her time fussing around the house, making sure everything will be all right while they are away. The new mothers go out for some fresh air while she changes the disgusting linens on Trinity's bed. Taking out more linens, she makes a nest of sorts on the floor for the puppies, who squirm around a while before settling in. Satisfied that they'll be safe, she packs her own bag with day gloves and work gloves, a heavy canvas apron (in case the bodies are burnt and nasty) and her work boots. Gliding down to the kitchen, she takes out two large squares of fabric and places some mothballs in each of them, tying the mothballs into the fabric. These small parcels are also placed in her satchel (in case the bodies are burnt and nasty).
Not knowing when Pete will return, she sets out the makings for coffee and pens a note to him, telling him where they are going.
Daisy and Claire scamper in when she opens the door, giving her a grateful look before they bound upstairs. As she loads the satchel, her parasol, and a lap blanket into the wagon, the dogs move the puppies back to Trinity's bed.
When morning comes, she's had little sleep and lines of worry etch her face.
"Duke's coming, too. If there's anything left of the bodies, he'll be able to find them." The image of Duke coming to her with a charred arm in his mouth fills her mind and she shudders, a tiny tear rolling down the side of her face.