She wondered who he was. After the meal, the staff boarded the carriages and headed back to the Hall. It had been a pleasant interlude and Chastity fe...t refreshed.The following Sunday was much the same until the service ended. As Chastity was leaving the church the same young man was waiting. This time he made bold enough to speak. "Excuse me Miss, I couldn't help but notice you are new to the parish."Chastity was a bit startled at his boldness. Mrs. Withers happened to be following Chastity. She was certainly shorter than five feet tall, but it wasn’t possible to estimate her weight lying down as we both were. She smiled at me and said something in the Gaelic which was the language the rebels used instead of Standard.“What did you say?” I asked in Standard.“My Sister said ‘hello’,” the older girl on my left said in very good Standard, and I turned my head to look at her. She appeared to be perhaps fourteen or so. She too had long flaming red hair and green eyes also, but more. "We could do some Big City stuff. Go see a play, take a walk in Central Park, have one of those gargantuan New York style pizzas..."Will laughed at her sudden burst of enthusiasm."You're actually craving junk food for a change? Wow. Now I want to take you along just for the chance of seeing you try to eat one of those things without getting grease all over your face." I've done it before, silly," she replied. "You just fold the slices down the middle, and then eat them from the pointy end."They. Then I spent another British coin to have the bodies disappear into the night after sharing out their purses and donating their fine boots to the stable hand and his friend.In the tavern, I recognized the driver and came to stand beside him. "Long walk was it?" I asked, my big, still-bloody blade at his ribs where only he could see and feel it."Indeed," He said, "but I've had longer."I found another crown in my pocket, handed it to him and suggested that he should be ready to leave soon. He.