I was thrilled that he assumed responsibility for contacting my family, yet concerned at the same time about what he would tell them. The carriage that Thomas secured rolled up in front of McGivney’s pub. The loud din of voices, some raised in song, filtered through to the outside. I’d never been in a real pub before. Thomas helped me from the carriage and nodded to William, who took me by the elbow and escorted me to the establishment’s front door. “What will he tell my family?” I asked William. He’d already begun to distance himself in a cordial manner. “Hard to say, but Thomas is quick on his feet,” William responded, not looking at me. I did not understand how William could so easily dismiss what had happened between us. It was not how I believed it should be. I wanted to speak more to him about it, but it would have to wait—Thomas, smiling triumphantly, walked toward us. “There we go. I’ve taken care of that.” He gave me a wink. “May I ask what you stated in your message, Mr.
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