While admitting the justice of his argument, you pose your own counter argument: that the master will be rendered instantly more at ease if he gazes upon the honest countenance of his cook and trusted general factotum, than if he is disturbed by some unknown wayfarer. The cook opens the door, peers round, and slams it shut. He mutters that he must seek the Physician Boosnave. He asks you to stay and keep the door shut. He then runs down the stairs.
Inside the room you can hear a strange slobbering sound.
Do you heed the cook's instructions?
Do you peer around the door?
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