"Mr. Bedell... it's time for work; please wake up."
Bedell awoke abruptly from his brief slumber upon hearing Susan's voice heard from in front of his door room.
"Indeed, today I am obliged to help Mr. Rodion's work," he said as he woke his body up.
The reverberation of skillfully cleaved wood emanated from the first floor, attracting Bedell's attention. Descending the stairs, he saw Allen chopping the firewood and Rodion preparing the fire.
"Take Allen's work; he has to prepare this morning's meal," Rodion said.
"Okay!"
Bedell took Allen's place, splitting the wood while Allen started cooking.
"Hmm? So you guys have been cooking since the morning? Not when the customer ordered?"
"Of course not; this is a special dish for the customers. They will come here in the morning for breakfast," Rodion explained.