Chapter ONE - Weebly

so, Diver responded.
“It’s Grenville and his lot who should count
themselves lucky,” he said. “Everything they do is meant
to help them that are rich and leave the rest of us
scuffling for a shilling and a meal. If that’s what they
have in mind for us, we’d be just as well off on our
own.”
Kannice whirled on him. “I won’t have seditious talk
in this bar, Devren Jervis! Shouting in the lanes is one
thing; treason is quite another! If you’re going to carry
on about things you know nothing about, you had best
be leaving!”
Diver took a step back, blinking. “I didn’t mean
anything by it, Kannice. I was just speaking as a—”
“As a what? A fool? I knew that already!”
“As a man who’s got business in the streets,” Diver
said, a wounded expression on his face.
Kannice drew herself up. “Well—”
“I need him to stay, Kannice,” Ethan broke in
quietly. “He’s promised to buy me a bit of supper.”
She impaled Ethan with her glare. He knew what
she was thinking: She would gladly have fed Ethan for