Right
“Are we agreed, then?” Lord Charles Graham asked. “You’ll be mine.” “Yes, Milord” Bessie answered. “I swear I’ll do right by you. While you are with me, I provide for all your needs. Afterwards, I’ll set you up in your own shop. I’ll provide for any children.” He wanted these assurances to be clear. She seemed willing enough now, but might worry later. He’d send his instructions to his man of business in the morning. “Yes, milord.” She’d already said ‘yes’ once. She trusted him, and his...