Chapter ONE - Weebly

asked. “Surely you could do for yourself what you’ve
done for me.”
“I could,” Ethan said. “Other than me, no one saw
your bruise. But after I was beaten, I was found by the
cooper whose shop is below. He lets this room to me.
He’s a decent man and a friend, but he doesn’t know
I’m a conjurer. I’m not sure how he would feel about
me living here if he did.”
“Of course,” Pell said. “I should have known.”
Ethan shrugged. “You don’t live the life of a speller.
There’s no reason you should have to think as I do.”
After a moment, he looked up and found the minister
watching him. “Go back home, Mister Pell, before
you’re missed.”
Pell stood. “All right.” He stepped to the door.
“You’ll let me know what you find out about these
killings?”
“Of course. Thank you for telling me all of this. And
my apologies for assaulting you.”
Pell smiled and pulled the door open. “It wasn’t too
bad. To be honest this night’s been more of an
adventure than I’ve had in some time. I rather enjoyed