Before her stood four affluent ladies, their attire splendid and their skin fair.
At a glance, one could tell their delicate hands had never been soiled by menial work, they were not ordinary women.
Especially the woman leading them, who merely by standing there, exuded a daunting presence.
William Cole immediately introduced himself, "Mrs. Brews, hello, my name is William Cole."
"William Cole? Are you the William Cole I've heard about?"
Mrs. Brews spotted William Cole and Ruth Dawn walking in and found a place to sit, crossing one long, slender leg over the other, the gleaming white of her legs nearly blinding.
Mrs. Brews was quite young-looking, well-maintained, appearing as though she was just in her early thirties.
"If there hasn't been another William Cole in Gragan before, one with a greater reputation than I have, then I suppose I am," William Cole nodded.
"Hehehehe."