January 8th, 1920
I slept well, ready for work. I'm very nervous, but very exited. I get up, dress myself in my new work clothes, which are quite dull. Then I put on my make up and do my hair. I'm not sure if make up is allowed, I'll see.
January 12th, 1920
My first week is going well. This is my first actual job, well my first big job. The Abbey is big, and beautiful. I love being in it. Living in it. It's quite an interesting job. There is so much gossip umong the servants. I try not to get too involved in all that. It can get strange.
It's Friday, my last day then I get a break. I try to work my hardest, zooming up and down the stairs. We have to make the beds, get the fires going, dust, etc. It feels like I'm taking a jog I'm doing so much.
As I walk around the house to make sure everyone is doing their job, I notice a man in a black cloak running down the hall. Who is he? What is he doing? I quickly made my way to His-Lord-Ship to tell him what I saw. It was a robber. The police can immediately, but he was gone. They asked everyone for a detailed description of the man. I the only description I had was that he was wearing a black clock and went East of the house.
The police left after they had a good idea of what the man looked like. Pretty interesting first week. But will they find him? What did he stael?
