The tear was over six inches long, with clear evidence of stretched fabric beyond that. Only quick reactions when the damage began had saved a much mo...e serious problem. He began with a neat herring-bone pattern to draw the torn edges together, getting the tension very carefully right to prevent rucks. He then applied the sticky repair tape to both sides, by which time lunch was ready.Thick, hot soup; cheese sandwiches. Simple, but satisfying.Sailcloth, usually artificial fibres these days, is. ”Someone tapped me on my left shoulder. I turned that way to look back. Another man held out his hand. “I’m Lawrence.” In return, I shook his hand and said my name.Eager to meet the woman sitting next to me, I turned back around. What I didn’t know, due to the chaos, was that she had her arm stretched across me, shaking hands with Sam. My hand, outstretched in offer to shake hers, bumped into her chest when I faced forward. Her clothes didn’t exactly accentuate her shape and I had been too. Instructor for the girls' field hockey team, Harry was torn between these two tendencies. He was in charge, no doubt about that. But each and every girl on the team were the daughters of some the richest families in the land and came from the upper crust of society, whereas he was impecunious in the extreme and his bred lineage could best be described as the crumbs on the floor.Harry was, however, justly proud of one thing which he felt placed him far above the level of his young female. They’d both had rough lives, and she’d embraced everything fun, silly, bright, and cute she could get her hands on, to keep it from tainting who she was. Considering how powerful a force her horror was, it was a wonder she managed to do that. Most people, him included, would have let it destroy who they were, until they devolved into self-loathing. Moping, brooding, the things he’d done for so many decades.“Do ye like that one?” she said, eyebrow raised.He laughed as he smiled at her. “Not for.