My Sister's Prayer
“As she stretched, voices came up through the window from the courtyard below. She crawled to where she could see through the bars, pulled out her little cloth packet, and nibbled on the pork as she watched what was happening below.
Mr. Edwards spoke with Constable Jones. “Don’t make me hire a solicitor, who’ll take the case before the governor.”
“You know Wharton will have my job if he comes back and she’s not here.”
“He won’t be back,” Mr. Edwards said. “He has the ring and his servant. Wharto...n can try her in the General Court, probably in the spring session instead of this next one, if he has enough evidence. Making her stay in jail until then is pointless. She’ll die from the cold when she could be helping me run my inn. Do you want her demise on your hungry conscience?”
“I don’t see how I can let her go—”
“I don’t see how you can’t,” Mr. Edwards countered. “Otherwise, no one is getting any food out of my kitchen, and a ship is docking in a few hours.”MoreLess
Mr. Edwards spoke with Constable Jones. “Don’t make me hire a solicitor, who’ll take the case before the governor.”
“You know Wharton will have my job if he comes back and she’s not here.”
“He won’t be back,” Mr. Edwards said. “He has the ring and his servant. Wharto...n can try her in the General Court, probably in the spring session instead of this next one, if he has enough evidence. Making her stay in jail until then is pointless. She’ll die from the cold when she could be helping me run my inn. Do you want her demise on your hungry conscience?”
“I don’t see how I can let her go—”
“I don’t see how you can’t,” Mr. Edwards countered. “Otherwise, no one is getting any food out of my kitchen, and a ship is docking in a few hours.”MoreLess
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