The dinner was at the dining table, Elisabeth could almost touch the awkward silence.
People were just picking in their food...
.
Finally mr. Bourton broke the ice by gently clearing his throat.
.
[Mr. Bourton] *ahem* I better get to the point...
.
Mr. Bourton raised himself up. He bowed to me and my mom short, but graciously.
.
[Mr. Bourton] I have come here to you for a reason.
I have been thinking how to break the news, but I don't think a better opportunity will allow itself to arrive.
.
Elisabeths mom developed a set of wrinkles on her head, in a confused facial expression.
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[Mr.Bourton] Mrs. Calliway...
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[Mr.Bourton] Your husband is dead...
.
His last words echoed from the walls.
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[Mrs. Calliway] D...Dead...?
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[Mr. Bourton] He died ten days ago, I came back as soon as I could make fit.
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(Elisabeth) Dead...? Something is not right... He can't be...?
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Elisabeth shireked, tried to hold back the tears.
.
[Elisabeth] How did he die!?
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[Mr. Bourton] The poor man must have froze to death in the tundra, he dissapeared one night, and never came back...
.
[Mr.Bourton] But unfortunate as it is, It cant be helped..
We have to keep on moving!
.
Bourton directed himself towards Mrs. Calliway. Her eyes still showed signs of disbelief.
.
[Mr. Bourton] Mrs. Calliway, your husband has been quite valuable for me up to this point.
But, as a cause of his death, I can't have you living under my housing any longer.
As you are aware of, this house is rightfully owned by me. Thus, seeing as your husband can't be of service any longer, ill have to let you go...
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[Mr. Bourton] Again, im very sorry... But...
There is a silver lining! We are good friends, so I can give you two options...
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[Mr. Bourton] Option one...
I know a village chief, if you follow the pass up north. I can send with you my seal of approval, that should be enough to aquire some labour.
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[Mr. Bourton] Option two...
You can stay in this house, but miss Elisabeth shall marry my oldest son once she turns fifteen.
.
[Mr. Bourton] Make your decision...
...
People were just picking in their food...
.
Finally mr. Bourton broke the ice by gently clearing his throat.
.
[Mr. Bourton] *ahem* I better get to the point...
.
Mr. Bourton raised himself up. He bowed to me and my mom short, but graciously.
.
[Mr. Bourton] I have come here to you for a reason.
I have been thinking how to break the news, but I don't think a better opportunity will allow itself to arrive.
.
Elisabeths mom developed a set of wrinkles on her head, in a confused facial expression.
.
[Mr.Bourton] Mrs. Calliway...
.
[Mr.Bourton] Your husband is dead...
.
His last words echoed from the walls.
.
[Mrs. Calliway] D...Dead...?
.
[Mr. Bourton] He died ten days ago, I came back as soon as I could make fit.
.
(Elisabeth) Dead...? Something is not right... He can't be...?
.
Elisabeth shireked, tried to hold back the tears.
.
[Elisabeth] How did he die!?
.
[Mr. Bourton] The poor man must have froze to death in the tundra, he dissapeared one night, and never came back...
.
[Mr.Bourton] But unfortunate as it is, It cant be helped..
We have to keep on moving!
.
Bourton directed himself towards Mrs. Calliway. Her eyes still showed signs of disbelief.
.
[Mr. Bourton] Mrs. Calliway, your husband has been quite valuable for me up to this point.
But, as a cause of his death, I can't have you living under my housing any longer.
As you are aware of, this house is rightfully owned by me. Thus, seeing as your husband can't be of service any longer, ill have to let you go...
.
[Mr. Bourton] Again, im very sorry... But...
There is a silver lining! We are good friends, so I can give you two options...
.
[Mr. Bourton] Option one...
I know a village chief, if you follow the pass up north. I can send with you my seal of approval, that should be enough to aquire some labour.
.
[Mr. Bourton] Option two...
You can stay in this house, but miss Elisabeth shall marry my oldest son once she turns fifteen.
.
[Mr. Bourton] Make your decision...
...
