Chapter ONE - Weebly

whatever you pay me should reflect that.”
“You’re a good man, Mister Kaille. I’m not sure
you would do very well down at the wharves, but I
admire your honesty.” He crossed to a small writing
table in a corner of the library and pulled from a drawer
a coin pouch. He poured the contents onto the table
and made a careful count. From where Ethan stood
there looked to be twenty pounds sterling; perhaps
more. Berson placed the coins back in the pouch and
handed it to Ethan.
“There you go. You’ve earned every pound.”
“That’s … that’s very generous of you, sir.”
“Well, perhaps at some time in the future you’ll
consider working for me again.”
“Of course, sir. It would be an honor.”
Berson shook Ethan’s hand and smiled, though it
appeared to take a great effort. His eyes were still red.
“I think I would like to tell my wife what’s happened. If
you’ll excuse me, I’ll have William show you out.”
“Thank you, sir.”
The merchant left him there, and his servant came to
see Ethan to the door. William didn’t say much to him