Billy pulled out his pipe and tobacco and intently stuffed his bowl, grunting as if in some conversation with himself. For my part, I was glad of finding answers to the mystery but was now even more terrified of what lay ahead. Part of me wanted to let fate take its course as far as Mr. Cromwell ...
His jaw, by now covered in fine blonde whiskers; fell down a little, his lips trying to give voice to his thoughts. “You’re staying behind?” he repeated back to me, looking away to Callens and the other two soldiers. “I’m not well enough to travel d...