Chapter ONE - Weebly

“That’s usually the case,” Ethan told him. “It’s never
stopped me from returning an item.”
“An’ why is that?”
“People won’t hire me if they don’t trust me.”
“One brooch like this one an’ you’d never need t’
work again.”
“Are you trying to tempt me, William, or warn me?”
Ethan didn’t give the man a chance to respond. “I have
no interest in stealing from the Bersons, or anyone else
for that matter. Believe it or not, I like my work.”
“Ya can say tha’ looking as ya do right now?”
Ethan laughed. “Remarkable, isn’t it?”
The man surprised him with a smile. “Rather, yes.”
“Good-bye, William.” Ethan started down the
stairway.
“Wait.”
Ethan turned again. The servant stared at him
another moment, tight-lipped, his brow creased. He
glanced behind him into the house, before descending
the steps to where Ethan had stopped.
“Ya know tha’ Miss Berson was … was being
courted?” he asked in a hushed voice.