Stephanie's 'nap' took a little longer for Sir Topham Hatt, which was becoming increasingly worrisome for him.
He had never seen a child sleep this much in a long time unless it could be something else he or her new friends did not see.
While waiting for Stephanie to wake up, Sir Topham Hatt had a strange feeling that someone was watching him from a distance, always around the corner or sometimes lurking through the Hatt Manor.
Sometimes the smell of black tea and wood would linger too, and that familiar song would echo through the manor itself.
He swore he thought it was a stalker following him like the ones Sir Topham Hatt had encountered throughout his years of being controller, but whenever he went to confront whoever was stalking Hatt Manor, no one was there.
Sir Topham Hatt grew increasingly suspicious about whoever was following him around the place, and he did not want to tell Lady Hatt, Dowager Hatt, or any of his remaining Hatt family members to worry them.
Thankfully, Stephanie woke up the next day, although a little groggy from waking up the next day after collapsing from exhausting herself from traveling from dimension to dimension.
But when Stephanie placed her glasses on, she nearly wobbled and collapsed on her front before Sir Topham Hatt quickly helped her.
She told him that her eyes were bugging her, and even when she wore her glasses, the whole world was spinning and blurred too.
This worried Sir Topham Hatt about Stephanie's eyes, and his mother, Dowager Hatt, took Stephanie to see an eye doctor who would help her with her eyes.
Worried about Stephanie's lack of perspective and difficulty seeing, Dowager Hatt held onto Stephanie's hand and led her through the station, watching the poor girl squint and try to look around.
Stephanie had never held hands with someone she had slowly gotten used to, but now that she was holding Dowager Hatt's hand, she felt a little comfortable as she helped her through the crowd.
In Stephanie's eyes, she could see well with colors and know who's who by voice, but everything was blurring and fading in and out, causing Stephanie's eyes to hurt a little whenever she attempted to read something or look at Dowager Hatt.
Stephanie stayed close to Dowager Hatt as she was taking Stephanie to the eye doctor, holding Dowager Hatt's hand and being careful not to accidentally bump into people.
Gordon saw Stephanie with Dowager Hatt and gave a 'hello' whistle, watching Stephanie look over at him and perk, but she squinted slightly and waved with her free hand.
"Why on Sodor are you not wearing your glasses?" Gordon asked, stopping to allow his passengers to board.
"My eyes are hurting me," Stephanie responded as she mentioned her eyes. "So Dowager Hatt is taking me to the eye doctor to see what is wrong with them and prescribing me new glasses."
"What's wrong with your original ones?" Gordon asked.
"I don't know," Stephanie responded, taking her old glasses out and looking at them. "I never had this happen to me before."
Gordon felt worried about Stephanie's condition and even a little uncomfortable with her wearing a different pair of glasses, unlike the ones he was used to seeing.
But he silently assured himself that Stephanie was herself, no matter what type of ridiculous glasses she wore.
Even though he has to get used to her different style after remembering what she looks like after switching glasses.
Stephanie sat near Dowager Hatt as they boarded Gordon's coaches, wanting to peer through the window to watch the scenery.
But her stupid eyes were not allowing her to see properly, and she felt frustrated, wanting her eyes to work so she could see but knowing it would take time and patience for them.
Dowager Hatt could see Stephanie's impatience and frustration as she rubbed her left eye, understanding how irritated she was with being unable to see.
Her husband had the same emotions when his eyesight became useless in old age, but being the loving wife she was, Dowager Hatt helped her husband get an eye doctor to give him glasses.
It was a little hard because of how nervous her husband was around doctors, even though some of the devices they used were harmless.
They soon arrived at Drayton, and Dowager Hatt led Stephanie through the loud city with loud honks, people chattering, and blurs of color moving around.
Stephanie silently winced at the noises but stayed near Dowager Hatt to keep herself from accidentally separating from her.
They soon arrived at a large building, and Dowager Hatt stepped inside, took a number from the ticket vendor, and sat down with Stephanie sitting next to her in a chair.
Stephanie's eyes were still hurting and giving her a slight headache, causing her to become a little dizzy from vertigo, but thankfully she was not too dizzy.
Dowager Hatt listened to the call of the numbers while checking with Stephanie, seeing that she still looked dizzy, but her eyes seemed strange.
They sometimes change to a fade of light purple whenever Stephanie blinks, almost like her eye color changes.
Even her pupils sometimes changed sizes whenever Stephanie blinked, and Stephanie groaned a little, reaching up with her hands and rubbing her eyes.
This was not normal for Stephanie, as Dowager Hatt watched her rub her eyes before removing her hands and blinking a few times.
Dowager Hatt's and Stephanie's numbers were soon called. Dowager Hatt led Stephanie into the eye doctor's room, where an eye doctor awaited them.
"Hello, Ms. Hatt!" the eye doctor happily chirped. "What can I do for you?"
"Yes, it's Stephanie," Dowager Hatt explained, mentioning Stephanie as she released her hand.
The eye doctor perked up after seeing Stephanie's appearance and hummed a little, kneeling as she flinched but calmed down after seeing him.
"Are you okay, kiddo?" the eye doctor asked.
"I am not, sir," Stephanie responded, sounding miserable. "I can't see all that well, and my eyes are slightly bugging me."
"Don't worry about that, kiddo," the eye doctor smiled, reassuring the miserable child. "We'll help you get your new glasses after we see what's wrong with your eyes."
Stephanie nodded with a small smile after the eye doctor assured her and gently led her to an 'X' on the ground, instructing, "Stand right here for me, kiddo."
She nodded and stood on the 'X,' looking up at what looked like a white sheet with black spots littered across it, but Stephanie could tell that was an eye test to see how good her eyesight was.
It was ironic that she first thought it was a sheet with black spots all over it.
"Okay," Stephanie said, turning to where the eye doctor was speaking and watching the blur of colors and shapes. "I'm holding a pointer in my hand and will be pointing at a letter."
He handed Stephanie something as she took it, looking confused at what she was handed, and the eye doctor explained, "It's for you to cover one of your eyes."
"Oh!" Stephanie perked up, blushing a little from how stupid that was.
"Okay," the eye doctor nodded as Stephanie stared at the board. "Cover your right eye."
Stephanie put what she was handed over her right eye, and everything somewhat lightened a little, but it was still blurry.
The shape of the pointer stick pointed at something, and Stephanie squinted and slowly responded, "Erm, is that A?"
"Close," the eye doctor responded before pointing at another.
"E?" Stephanie responded with a shrug.
"Nope," the eye doctor responded before pointing the pointer at another.
Stephanie nervously chewed her bottom lip as she struggled to read the third letter or number, responding, "S?"
"That's correct," the eye doctor said, nodding before removing his pointer. "Switch to your left eye."
Stephanie switched the item to her left eye, now seeing everything zoom in and out, causing her to be a little confused about what was happening, but it was still blurry.
The eye doctor pointed the pointer at something, and Stephanie squinted to see what it could be but struggled because of her poor eyesight.
"F?" Stephanie responded, cocking her head to the side.
"Almost," the eye doctor responded before pointing the pointer to another letter or number.
Stephanie squinted a little to see what it was and responded, "Eight?"
"Almost again," the eye doctor responded, pointing at another letter or number.
Stephanie nervously chewed the bottom lip with her front teeth, carefully avoiding using her canines as she struggled to read the letter or number.
"Nine?" Stephanie responded.
"That's correct!" The eye doctor nodded before removing the pointer and responding. "Okay, you can remove the paper covering your eye."
Stephanie did as the eye doctor told her and handed him back the piece of paper before he helped her lead over to a chair and sat down.
"To see the inside of your eyes," the eye doctor explained, noticing Stephanie's worried expression and quickly adding, "It's harmless! It's a device that can scan the inside of your eyes."
Stephanie sighed in relief after the eye doctor explained and squinted a little when he picked up what looked like a small bottle.
"This is an eye dropper," the eye doctor explained. "It'll dilate your pupils enough to allow the machine to take pictures inside your eyes."
Stephanie nodded after the eye doctor explained, and the doctor stood up, asking, "Can you tip your head back so I can drip these into your eyes?"
Stephanie nodded again and did so, tipping her head back and feeling one of the eye drops land on her eye, and she blinked constantly out of instinct when the droplet dripped before the second fell on her other eye, repeating the same thing.
"Okay," the eye doctor nodded, putting the lid back on the bottle as Stephanie blinked profusely, refraining from lifting an arm to wipe her eyes. "Wait for the effects to kick in for an hour, and I'll return to start the next process."
"Thank you, doctor," Dowager Hatt thanked Stephanie as she gingerly started the timer on her phone, although it was easier than being away from her face.
"Oh, Ms. Hatt?" The eye doctor perked up, turning to Dowager Hatt. "Do you mind if I look at those glasses the kiddo wore?"
"Of course," Dowager Hatt nodded, turning to the eye doctor, showing him the glasses, and conversing with him.
The screen was stinging her eyes, so Stephanie put her phone away and rubbed her temples, now having that miserable feeling go up even more.
But she silently tells herself that the sooner this process finishes, the later she can get glasses or get rid of this dizzy feeling that makes her feel like she has stepped off a ride.
Just as the eye doctor predicted, an hour passed, and the eye doctor returned, gently helping Stephanie as he led her to another room.
For Stephanie, everything was less dizzy as she was being led to another somewhat darkened room, which felt a little scary, but she did not verbally speak about it.
The eye doctor showed Stephanie where the seat was, and Stephanie sat down before putting her head on top of a comfortable seat for her chin.
"Okay," the eye doctor said, clicking a few devices as Stephanie listened. "Stare at this dot here, and three, two, one."
A flash of light happened, and Stephanie blinked rapidly, feeling slightly startled when that flash of light happened but not pulling her head away.
The dot switched to another angle, and Stephanie looked over as the eye doctor said, "Good girl. Three, two, one."
With another flash of light coming from the machine, Stephanie blinked rapidly, removing her head from the seat as the eye doctor switched to a different device.
"As the pictures are progressing," the eye doctor explained. "I will show you different lenses for your glasses and see which will help your eyesight."
Stephanie nodded and stared through the 'binoculars' as the eye doctor showed 'lenses one' and 'lenses two' as she stared towards another sheet of letters and numbers.
She picked the right ones after seeing the difference between the lenses she was shown, feeling hopeful she could finally have the choice of seeing.
Once that was finished, the eye doctor walked away momentarily as Stephanie sat comfortably in her chair while Dowager Hatt stood beside her.
However, she was a little out of it because of her wide pupils and the faint dizziness lingering, but it was not as bad as before.
"Alright," the eye doctor spoke as he returned with papers in his hands, showing pictures of what looked like the inside of Stephanie's eyes. "There are some weird things with Stephanie's eyes. See these parts here?"
The eye doctor mentioned some parts of Stephanie's eyes and the picture of the outside of her eye, explaining, "And see how it is reflective? That is because your kid has larger corneas than we do."
Stephanie perked up with confusion after hearing the eye doctor explain to Dowager Hatt about Stephanie's eyes.
Stephanie attempted to look at the pictures but struggled as her eyesight was blurry, and they kept zooming in and out, so she wisely decided to listen to the conversation.
From the eye doctor's explanation, Stephanie's pupils could even take on a different shape, making Stephanie feel stranger.
First, it was discovering her magic circles, teleportation, and transforming into a fish, and now it is that her pupils can change shape and see in the dark?
…She knew she could see in the dark, but Stephanie did not think she might have had the same eyes as cats.
Dowager Hatt feels like she went down a rabbit hole after learning about Stephanie's eyes and that she has astigmatism, or blurry vision in English, after seeing Dowager Hatt's and Stephanie's confused expressions.
After showing the picture of Stephanie's eyes, the eye doctor explained, allowing Dowager Hatt to take them to show Sir Topham Hatt and to 'come back later after a few hours' when Stephanie's glasses are fixed.
This sounded strange because Stephanie thought it would take longer for her glasses to be fixed, but she felt happy that she would be able to see.
After spending a long time inside the building, they left the eye doctor's building and started heading towards Tidmouth, but Stephanie still felt a little overwhelmed with the blurriness and the dizziness.
Dowager Hatt noticed Stephanie's expression and took Stephanie's hand, telling her, "Let's head back to the manor. You can nap until your eyes feel better and get your new glasses."
"Thank you, Dowager Hatt." Stephanie thanked her, gently leaning against Dowager Hatt with a small, grateful smile.
Dowager Hatt smiled motherly as they walked towards the train station, waiting for a train to take them to one of the stations.
The noises still hurt Stephanie's ears, but she slowly started to get used to the noises while staying near Dowager Hatt.
A large diesel with coaches behind pulled up to the station, and Dowager Hatt boarded, sitting next to Stephanie as she stared down at her lap, not wanting to be more dizzy but enjoying the peacefulness in the coaches.
Dowager Hatt and Stephanie arrived at Tidmouth, and Stephanie was following Dowager Hatt before an elderly woman approached Dowager Hatt and started chatting with her.
A low hum echoed through the station, and Stephanie perked up, her ears moving upward, and she turned her head towards what was causing that noise.
The smell of jobi wood and black tea lingered through the air as Stephanie listened to the hum before hearing what sounded like someone singing.
"🎵Yo~ ho~,🎵" the voice sang as Stephanie listened to the singing. "🎵All~ hands~. Hoist~ the colors high~. Heave~ ho~, thieves~ and beggars~. Ne~ver~ shall we die~.🎵"
Stephanie turned towards where the singing was, seeing what looked like Sir Topham Hatt just hidden among the crowd in the distance.
During that moment, Dowager Hatt's hand that was holding Stephanie's accidentally loosened while talking to her friend and headed towards Bulgy the Double-Decker Bus.
The singing stopped, the smell disappeared, and 'Sir Topham Hatt' disappeared after someone walked past her, giving Stephanie that moment to realize she was not holding Dowager Hatt's hand.
Stephanie instantly turned around to find Dowager Hatt, but her blasted eyesight confused her with who she was or even where she was!
She blindly walked through the station, sometimes accidentally bumping into people and almost getting herself hit by luggage cars.
Stephanie was making small distressed noises as she blindly walked through the station, looking for Dowager Hatt or anyone who would help her find her surroundings.
One of Stephanie's feet tripped over something, and a child, sounding a little older than Stephanie, exclaimed, shrieking towards Stephanie, "Hey, you tripped over my foot!"
"Ah!" Stephanie perked up as she blushed, and her ears drooped with shame. "I'm sor-!"
"Ew, a freak!" the child exclaimed, and Stephanie became confused and afraid. "Get away from me!"
A pair of hands pushed against Stephanie's body, and she tumbled backward but fell off the platform and landed roughly on her back, emitting a yelp of pain.
Meanwhile, someone snorted awake after hearing Stephanie's yelp of pain and blinked a few times, showing the same pair of eyes.
"What's making that noise?" a familiar voice spoke before Wendell puffed out from his shed. "Are you Troublesome Trucks making noises?"
"Nope, not us!" one of the Troublesome Trucks squeaked.
"Yeah, not us!" Another Troublesome Truck nodded.
Wendell looked suspicious and looked around as he puffed further away from his shed, moving forward to search for what caused that noise.
His steam mustache and beard flicked in the wind as Wendell continued puffing down the line, his eyes scanning around to see where the noise was coming from.
He stopped momentarily to look around before something bumped into his side, startling Wendell as he looked over.
"Hey!" Wendell exclaimed, using his steam mustache to wrap it around whatever had bumped into him and yanking whoever towards where his face was. "Will you watch where-"
Wendell stopped talking and looked surprised to see a young child before him—the same young child who resembled a half-ox, half-human being.
Stephanie walked blindly through the area, feeling more anxious and distressed as she could not see where she was going or who was standing before her.
First, she was pushed away after accidentally bumping into a child and falling off the platform; now, she is lost in Tidmouth Shunting Yard, with no worker coming over to help her.
Stephanie had her hands out to help her feel where she was going, carefully stepping around the area and turning away from whatever she bumped into.
Something green appeared before Stephanie's eyes, and she felt some relief after seeing the green, thinking it was the Flying Scotsman.
But as she was getting near the green blur, Stephanie noticed that the green did not look at all green but a greenish-blueish color.
Stephanie immediately started to stop rushing towards the color blur, not wanting to crash into a different locomotive.
But she tripped over her feet and crashed into the side, toppling backward and landing on her bottom, and Stephanie winced in pain from landing roughly on the gravel.
"Hey!" a voice exclaimed, causing Stephanie to flinch before something mist-like wrapped around her middle and lifted her from the ground in front of what looked like a face. "Will you watch where-"
The voice stopped talking after seeing Stephanie, and she began apologizing, "Ah, I-I'm sorry, sir! I didn't mean to bump into you. I thought you were the Flying Scotsman."
"I'm not the Flying Scotsman," the voice responded gruffly before putting her down next to the train tracks. "Now off you go, and don't-"
The voice stopped when Stephanie attempted to walk away but tripped over something on the ground and landed roughly on her front.
Wendell winced after watching the poor child trip over some rods on the ground, using his steam mustache to wrap around the child and gingerly lift her up.
"Didn't you see the rods on the ground?" Wendell asked, sounding less gruff.
"No," the child responded, showing more distress and embarrassment as her pointed ears flicked up and down. "I can't see anything!"
"You're blind?" Wendell asked.
"Not exactly," the child sighed, and she moved some of her long hair away from her face. "I have an eye condition called 'astigmatism,' and it's called 'blurry vision.'"
She looked up at Wendell and squinted slightly, continuing, "I can see, as I can tell who is who by colors and voices."
"I see," Wendell murmured as he used his other steam mustache to stroke his chin. "Where are your glasses, then?"
"The old ones don't work anymore for me," the child explained. "I'm getting a new pair after a few hours, but I got accidentally separated by Dowager Hatt."
"Oh dear," Wendell remarked. "Do you know where she is heading to?"
"No," the child responded with a sigh of defeat. "I don't know where Sir Topham Hatt is either since I didn't see him in his office either."
Wendell felt sorry for the child for being unable to see or be with anyone who could help her, and he could not just leave her alone.
So he decided to help the young child, even though he was a little grumpy about it, because he wanted to spend time in his shed alone.
"You could stay with me in my little shed," Wendell offered. "Then we can find someone who can keep an eye on you."
The child gives a silent 'Really?' expression as Wendell quietly 'D'oh!'ed himself from making an 'eye' remark but placed her carefully on his footplate and kept his steam mustache close to her as she held onto it.
"Can I ask what your name is, sir?" The child asked as Wendell moved backward carefully.
"Shh, don't distract the driver," Wendell gruffly responded, and the child stayed silent after Wendell told her.
Wendell soon arrived at his shed and entered inside, closing its doors with his steam mustache after removing them from around the child.
"Now," Wendell said as he turned to Stephanie. "What is that question you were asking?"
"Your name, sir," Stephanie responded.
"Wendell," Wendell answered. "Wendell the Silly Engine."
The child's eyes widened a little after Wendell responded and asked, "Are you the same engine everyone talked about?"
"Yes, I am," Wendell sighed with a huff.
"Oh!" the child perked. "I didn't expect myself to encounter the very same engine."
"You weren't?" Wendell asked.
"No," the child responded, shaking her head. "I don't usually see you around Sodor often, so I didn't think I would be able to encounter you."
Wendell rolled his eyes after the child explained, responding, "Every engine and person is afraid of me, so I don't usually travel much because of their fears."
The child stared at Wendell thoughtfully before responding, "I'm not scared of you."
Wendell looked back at the child as she mentioned to him with a hand, saying, "To me, you're just like everyone. An engine that wants to work hard and prove himself useful."
Wendell's eyes softened after the child explained to him, glancing away from her briefly as she said, "Oh, I forgot to mention my name. It's Stephanie, Stephanie Allen."
"'Stephanie?'" Wendell perked.
"Yes, Stephanie!" Stephanie happily chirped. "If you say the name in Greek, like Στέφανος, the name that means 'crown, wreath, or garland.'"
"It does?" Wendell asked with curiosity. "What does my name mean?"
"Your name in German, Wenden, translates to 'wanderer or traveler.'" Stephanie explained with a smile. "There are a lot of interesting facts about names and their meanings!"
Wendell's curiosity grew as he listened to Stephanie, feeling comfortable speaking to her as she continued talking, telling him about her adventures around Sodor and discovering its magic.
This surprised Wendell when she mentioned Sodor's magic, and Stephanie nodded, showing the Dust Whistle around her neck that perked Wendell.
She explained about Sodor's collection of Dust Crystals that helps her use different kinds, and she even wrote all these encounters down in her journals to reread whenever she needed to figure things out.
Wendell listened to Stephanie's conversation with curiosity, asking what kind of Dusts there was and how much she had discovered, and she would answer him, telling him what there was but even warning him about the Black Goo she learned about.
In return, Wendell would tell Stephanie about the magic he discovered as a young man, transforming people into engines and creating pathways for him to get to places no other engine would get to.
Stephanie would listen to him talk about his use of magic and listen to his stories, remembering the times of his travels with Dinah and their use of magic together, and he would have that soft, saddened expression of missing his friend.
Hours went by as the two continued talking with each other, and outside from the shed, most of the Troublesome Trucks either fell asleep from their chattering or looked confused about what they were talking about.
However, Gordon appeared in the shunting yard after hearing about Dowager Hatt's panic after realizing Stephanie was missing, helping in the search for her as Romeo was looking through his cab's window.
As Gordon was looking through the shunting yard, he perked up when he heard a familiar voice speaking to another, to which Gordon looked confused.
"Who is she talking to?" Gordon muttered after hearing the two voices.
He approached Wendell's shed, and the voices were a little clearer through the wooden gates of Wendell's shed.
Gordon heard Wendell talking about his ex-apprentice Lady using too much magic to help a little girl's flower grow, creating chaos with a rapidly growing and going rampage garden.
And Stephanie was responding to Wendell's story with curiosity, confusing Gordon with why Stephanie was speaking formally toward Wendell.
Instead of barging into the shed and demanding Wendell tell him why he is keeping Stephanie prisoner, Gordon patiently waits for the story to finish, knowing it would be rude to suddenly barge in and get himself transformed by Wendell.
The story was finished, Romeo tugged Gordon's whistle, and the conversation inside the shed stopped after Gordon whistled.
Wendell's shed doors opened from Wendell using his steam mustache, and seeing Gordon waiting for him with a slightly confused expression.
Stephanie squinted after seeing Gordon and asked, "Wendell, is that Thomas or Edward?"
Wendell stifled laughter while Gordon's cheeks flustered a little as Romeo giggled a little before he responded, "It's Gordon, Stephanie."
"Oh!" Stephanie perked up as she blushed a little with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Gordon! I can't see all that well."
Wendell wrapped Stephanie's middle with his steam mustache and handed Stephanie over to Gordon, placing her onto his footplate near his face as she lay comfortably.
"It was nice-" Stephanie turned to Wendell, but Stephanie looked confused when the shed doors closed with a clatter. "Talking to you, Wendell?"
"Don't bother," Gordon responded with a somewhat gruff tone. "He's not open to meeting me or any of my friends."
"Oh!" Stephanie perked up, remembering the book about Gordon's encounter with Juliet and the others. "Makes sense."
Then she perked up and explained, "Wendell did nothing, though! I accidentally crashed into him while stumbling around the shunting yard, and he took me into the shed to wait until a steamie entered the yard."
"No, I understand," Gordon gently assured Stephanie after she explained. "But be careful around Wendell. He…" Gordon paused as he turned to a turntable to turn around. "Has some issues involving certain people."
Stephanie paused a little with confusion and curiosity after listening to Gordon, staying where she was as he pulled over to Tidmouth, where Dowager Hatt was waiting along with Sir Topham Hatt.
They perked after seeing Gordon pulled up and having Stephanie near his face as she perked, squinting a little after seeing shapes.
"Erm," Stephanie paused as she tried to get a better look at them but gave up attempting. "Bother, I can't see anyway."
Sir Topham Hatt's bodyguards helped Stephanie onto the station, and Dowager Hatt instantly put Stephanie into a hug, startling Stephanie when she was hugged by Dowager Hatt, "I'm so sorry, Stephanie! I was too busy talking to one of my friends to notice you weren't holding my hand!"
"I-It's okay, Ms. Hatt!" Stephanie assured her and Dowager Hatt released her hug around Stephanie. "I got distracted too and didn't notice my grip either."
Sir Topham Hatt did the same, and Dowager Hatt perked up, muttering, "Oh! I almost forgot something."
She reached into her bag and took out a very dark blue glasses case from inside, opened it, and took out a new pair of glasses.
It has more of a square appearance than being round, is half-framed, and is a very deep blue color.
Dowager Hatt handed Stephanie the new pair of glasses, and Stephanie looked at them, seeing the design, before putting them on.
When Stephanie put her new glasses on while staring at both Dowager Hatt and Sir Topham Hatt, her vision cleared up and showed their faces, but it was less scratchy and very different.
"Whoa." Stephanie blinked after seeing Dowager Hatt and Sir Topham Hatt.
"What?" Sir Topham Hatt and Dowager Hatt simultaneously asked.
"I can see much better," Stephanie mentioned, pointing to her new glasses before looking at Gordon, now seeing little details about his face.
From the small wrinkles on the corner of his eyes to the livery and the smallest things, Stephanie had never seen them before.
'How blind was I?!' Stephanie exclaimed after seeing the small details whenever she looked around with her new glasses.
She even saw something from the corner of her eyes, and Stephanie looked over as the group talked to each other, seeing what looked like Sir Topham Hatt.
But Sir Topham Hatt looked less round and more gentlemanly, wearing a tailored suit with a cane in his right hand, but his hat overshadowed his face.
"🎵Yo~ ho~,🎵" 'Sir Topham Hatt' sang as Stephanie listened to him singing with curiosity. "🎵All~ hands~. Hoist~ the colors high~. Heave~ ho~, thieves~ and beggars~. Ne~ver~ shall we die~.🎵"
Stephanie cocked her head slightly to the side after seeing and hearing the other Sir Topham Hatt sing before looking away when Dowager Hatt asked her what was wrong.
She looked back briefly and saw that the double was gone before responding that she was looking at her surroundings with her new glasses.
But she secretly wondered who that ghost was that she saw hidden among the shadows.