“Larkin said no,” she says.
“I figured. Sorry.” I give her my most sympathetic smile.
Then my eyes shift back to what I was doing and I wrestle with the notebook, pressing the paper of a …show more content…
I was knowing he could get the price he deserves for his labour and there be apprentice wages to account for. The gentlemen do pay more for gild, a course, which be a skilled craft in the hands of my Nathaniel. Fer them who can pay, they be given the best blades in which to pierce armour, a shy thing folks hath need of in order to put down the Spanish Army they say is coming. The rumours be plenty. Guilds is stockpiling weaponry and the township busy as bees mounting fortifications. Any a good piece of armour begotten was sold long ago, and the whitesmythes is slow, the way they forge. All the more reason my Nathaniel was to raise he's rates. A tidy sum indeed, we are making and we can count our coins all the more.
Let them come, I affirm. Let the Spanish soldiers breach our realm, for I am a Catholic, be assured; me faith is kept and the lot of our children too. There is not a heresy in us and I have steadied Nathaniel to the course. Let the Catholic King of Spain come, as we Etton's shall be gifted rewards fer the keeping of God's law. Perhaps we can even be made landowners one day. Oh it be the finest of days, I should