Re: Chapter 9: Fort Griffin and The Flat
Randy rested the night, or a close approximation of rest, in Ayasha's room. He "slept" against the door to ensure they both remained safe.
After he made his visit to the dining room and returned to her room, the big lug cleaned up her chamber pot and swabbed her brow. Her pallor is slightly better, at least in the light of morning instead of oil lamp.
Soon after, the pugilist-for-play seeks out those at the hotel that have been so helpful and discreet, Mrs. Swartz and Teddy. He explains his situation to the matron, "I ain't quite sure when them fellers will get back. I has to be up at the Frontier for rehearsal from 2 o'clock 'til about 5. After being back here for a bit, I'll have to go back for the show. While I'm off doing all that stuff, I could sure use your help lookin' in on Ayasha, please. I know Travis and my pals'll be real generous for all the help. If they ain't, I'll make 'em be." Randy gives a good and earnest grin.