Drake leaves the room, manages to shuffle downstairs while gripping tight to the bannister, and deposits the satchel in the startled arms of the kitchen maid.
"Take these down the apothecary and don't bring any of 'em back."
Drake then thinks about what happens next. He's seen opium eaters shaking and shivering in the cells, begging for a doctor or an undertaker, anything to end the agony. He'd give anything to spare Homer that, but if it sees him through the other side...
"Tell Mrs Ramsey to leave the meals outside the door. She mustn't open the door for anything."
The maid nods dumbly and Drake drags himself back up the stairs to their rooms. He carefully locks the door behind him and places the key on its string around his neck. "All gone."
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Drake leaves the room, manages to shuffle downstairs while gripping tight to the bannister, and deposits the satchel in the startled arms of the kitchen maid.
"Take these down the apothecary and don't bring any of 'em back."
Drake then thinks about what happens next. He's seen opium eaters shaking and shivering in the cells, begging for a doctor or an undertaker, anything to end the agony. He'd give anything to spare Homer that, but if it sees him through the other side...
"Tell Mrs Ramsey to leave the meals outside the door. She mustn't open the door for anything."
The maid nods dumbly and Drake drags himself back up the stairs to their rooms. He carefully locks the door behind him and places the key on its string around his neck. "All gone."