August had not responded to the notes she'd left in his home several days ago. She'd forced one of the maids to stand guard outside the window that had a clear view of two exits of his house across the street, just in case he'd decide to use the doors to return. The creature had fainted because Elsbeth had forgotten about her. She hadn't put much thought into how long a person could stand at a window before there were bodily issues... and she'd waved away the other servants who had expressed their concern, having been much too occupied with her obsessive thoughts.

It was only when she was alerted that the thing had fainted did she realize that she probably should have told her to take shifts with another of the maids or some such. Either way, the window was unattended at some point and it was pointless to even bother now. August had likely floo'd or apparated back to his house already as it was.

After she received the paper that morning (her lady's maid had pretended to forget it and had levitated it to her from the hallway before running off), she pulled a repeat of the morning of her last visit to her brother's home. As she huffed past the parlor in a flurry of flamboyantly colored silks, she heard his voice. Her steps slowed and she did a double take. She'd only missed a beat before she redirected herself into the parlor and slammed the door.

"It's about time you showed up!" She tossed the crumpled newspaper in her hand in the direction of the sofa he was sat upon, "Please tell me you haven't had anything to do with this."