Eve hurriedly approached her daughter who was being carried by a cook. And then took over carrying him.

"Sorry, she was playing to get into the kitchen, but unfortunately she slipped. That's why she fell down! Sorry, we were too busy to notice this little girl appearing, otherwise...maybe I would have helped her sooner!" exclaimed a cook who was still wearing an apron.

"No! It's not your fault! It's my fault, I should have looked after her! I'm sorry! And thank you!" exclaimed Eve.

"No problem Mistress! Then I'll go back to the kitchen!" she exclaimed.

"Thank you again!" exclaimed Eve, the cook just smiled.

"Are you hurt, dear?" said...