I agree. He's like Blanche and Jane Hudson, all rolled into one.
...Oops, sorry, Gabe, it's as if my hands were greased with butter!
My question about Gabriel is this. How the heck is he getting up and down the stairs in a wheelchair? You know there is no way Collinwood had an elevator in the pre-electricity 1840's.
I imagine he was carried up physically by the staff. Or maybe his immediate family members, which would give them all the more reason to hate him. It's one thing to help a handicaped relative, but an ungrateful and ungracious one, well, you know...Oops, sorry, Gabe, it's as if my hands were greased with butter!
I think the idea of a 'dumb waiter' thingy is possible in 1840. Afterall, Thomas Jefferson invented it earlier to have wine delivered up from the basement of his house to the dining room. I pity the poor staff that had to hoist him up to a different floor or lower him down.