Chapter Five: What the Buyers Wanted
The following morning Gideon announced that a local merchant named Percival Shaw would visit before supper.
He said Shaw wanted two workers experienced with carriage animals.
Amos heard the news while filling water buckets and immediately understood who the merchant meant.
He had trained Daniel when Daniel was fourteen.
He had also trained his own younger brother, Lewis, who worked on the far side of the property.
The men had once hoped they would remain together because the estate depended on their knowledge.
Now Gideon treated that knowledge as a reason strangers might bid higher.
Rusk ordered Amos to polish the harnesses and told him not to mention Daniel’s confinement.
“A buyer expects order,” he said.
Amos worked without answering until the overseer departed.
Then he asked a stable boy named Peter to fetch Lewis.
Lewis came carrying a sack of oats.
“What has happened?”
“They’re moving men before the sale,” Amos replied.
“They mean Daniel first, and likely you afterward.”
Lewis set down the oats.
“Can we stop it?”
“We can make them show their intentions before they can change them quietly.”
Amos led his brother through the stable and pointed to two harness sets.
The leather looked similar, but the buckles had been repaired by different hands.
One had a tiny brass wire through the tongue, installed after a buckle snapped on a steep road.
The other had a narrow stitch of red thread beside the collar.
“Daniel will know which team needs which harness,” Amos said.
“A man bidding on carriage workers should know what happens when he separates the person who understands the animals from the people who tend them.
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Lewis frowned.
“That won’t stop a sale.”
“No,” Amos replied.
“But it might make the buyers argue while we find another way.”
In the house, Mrs. Vale returned to the bedroom inventory.
She insisted on inspecting each trunk while Catherine watched.
Catherine complained that the visitors had been promised furniture, not an examination of personal possessions.
Mrs. Vale replied that an accurate inventory protected the seller as much as the buyer.
The tension reached the hallway before either woman raised her voice.
Ruth was replacing candle stubs when she heard a trunk lid slam.
“I have said that one is not included,” Catherine declared.
“Then Mr. Whitcomb will have to strike it from the list,” Mrs. Vale answered.
“He has not yet done so.”
Catherine came out holding the brass key from her dressing table.
She saw Ruth and stopped.
“You are needed downstairs,” she said.
Ruth obeyed without hesitation.
She had accomplished what she needed simply by being present when the disagreement began.
At noon Gideon summoned Hester to ask whether she knew why his wife objected to the trunk inspection.
Hester set a bowl of clean linen on the table.
“I cannot speak for Mrs. Whitcomb, sir.”
“Mrs. Vale tells me Catherine is behaving unreasonably.”
“It may be that she considers the trunks personal.”
“Everything under this roof is being examined.”
Hester inclined her head.
“Then Mrs. Vale will surely finish her work.”
Gideon dismissed her, but he looked troubled.
He valued Catherine’s family name when it enhanced his standing.
He resented that same name whenever it suggested she might possess anything he could not command.
Hester walked away knowing his pride might accomplish what her testimony could not.
She did not enjoy using that knowledge.
It was merely one of the few tools available to her.
That evening Percival Shaw arrived wearing a rust-colored waistcoat and expensive boots splashed with road mud.
He inspected the carriage horses first.
Daniel was brought from confinement to answer practical questions, and Rusk remained close enough to interrupt him.
Shaw asked why one horse favored its right shoulder.
Daniel explained that the collar had rubbed a shallow wound last winter and must be fitted differently when the animal pulled uphill.
Shaw listened more attentively than Gideon had expected.
“Who made the adjustment?” the merchant asked.
“Amos taught me.”
“Would the mare accept another driver?”
“She would, if he listened to her.”
Shaw chuckled.
“You speak of a horse as if she has opinions.”
“She does about a bad collar, sir.”
The merchant laughed again, then turned to Gideon.
“I’ll take Carter and the younger stableman.”
Lewis stopped moving beside the stall.
Daniel saw Amos’s hand tighten around a leather strap.
Gideon looked pleased.
“We can discuss a fair figure.”
Shaw spoke with the casual indifference of a man choosing furniture.
“The other one is stronger and younger.”
Daniel realized Lewis was being purchased because of the work he himself had described.
His attempt to prove his worth had made someone else more attractive for sale.
That knowledge settled heavily in his chest.
He had hoped a useful demonstration might protect them.
Instead it had given Shaw a reason to take two men.
Then Shaw said something that made all four workers look up.
“I understand there is a question concerning the mistress’s jewels.”
Gideon stiffened.
“A domestic misunderstanding.”
“My wife travels with me occasionally,” Shaw said.
“I will not bring a suspected bedroom thief into her household.”
He asked whether Gideon would guarantee Daniel’s conduct.
Catherine, who had come to the stable doorway, answered before her husband could.
“I would not.”
Shaw turned toward her.
“Then I won’t have him.”
He pointed at Lewis instead.
“I will take the younger man alone.”
Daniel saw Catherine smile faintly.
She had found a way to punish him even when a buyer rejected him.
Lewis would be separated from Amos, and Daniel would remain under threat.
The lie was moving through the household exactly as she intended.
