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Orpheus also seemed disinterested—as if wanting to get the meeting over fast. However, he still reached under his desk to pull out a small coin purse. He delicately placed more than “a couple” of shillings worth—his entire week’s earnings—onto the desk. “I believe this should work for now. I don’t want a starved man on my property claiming I don’t feed my servants.”
Norton bristled at the word “servant”—damned rich bastard—but moreso he couldn’t believe his eyes. It was double his weekly income and more— all for a simple groundskeeping job? And the man’s social image? Just what kind of standards was Orpheus expecting of him? Did all of these manor employees get paid this much too? The rich always claimed there were eyes on them but the only ones that they truly should be concerned about were the eyes of the working class. It was only a matter of time until no one could take it anymore, after all.
“Y’ sure this is all for me?” Norton’s eyes glowed at the sight, toying with a coin beneath one fingertip he’d forgotten to clean the dirt out of.
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Orpheus investigates the other manor attendees, finding special interest in a gruff prospector. With Campbell, will it turn into something more or flutter to nothing at all?
“I know you miss that composer,” Campbell’s rasp filled the quiet room after a moment of silent tension. “He left you high and dry.”
With apprehension and sudden fear, Orpheus’ face drained of any color it had once had. How did he know that—? How did he know of his and Kreiburg’s excursion? How could he possibly have guessed that without researching Orpheus himself in depth. The fact Norton brought up Kreiburg at all is a mystery— and it frightened him. The societal implications should he be blackmailed by the prospector. He had no doubt the other would do it for money. On the other hand, would someone really believe someone of his status over his own…? A small tidbit of relief sank through him however arrogant it may be.
“You just confirmed it for me,” hummed Norton with a condescending laugh. “Silence says it all. You’re too soft for someone coldhearted like Kreiburg or someone busy like me. But I can still fill that missing piece for you just fine.”