"I'm not fighting you for it." Quincy filled his cup with tea and glanced toward the cabin.
"Evelyn, I noticed something. Yesterday, I came out to get some water and heard Mr. Lowell coughing in the bathroom. When I walked over, he tried to hide his handkerchief, but I still saw blood on it. Remember when he and Mr. Vance fell into that pit during the volcanic eruption? They were seriously injured. I'm guessing he has some lasting complications."
Evelyn's expression grew grim. "That was negligent of me. I've been so busy lately that I haven't been paying attention to these kinds of details."
"It's not your fault. The main thing is… that's just Mr. Lowell's personality. He's a man of few words who just gets things done. He isn't one to express himself. Besides, he doesn't want to be a bother to anyone, so he'd never speak up even if he felt sick."
"Once they're awake, I'll give everyone a check-up. I have some medical equipment, so I can do a more detailed examination."
