I confess I am deeply concerned about Master Bruce and Master Dick. Each of them has been confined to his private quarters for days now, since their unexpected return. Their doors are both shut tight, although there is evidence that each has left his room at various points, presumably sometime during the night. I assume they are obtaining food and using the washroom; beyond that, they appear to be incommunicado. From time to time when I walk past their rooms, I hear what sounds like sobbing or even wailing, but I dare not intrude.
I trust that when they are ready to communicate again, they shall.