Bab 32: XXXII. Noble Manor

It was nearing seven in the evening.

Liszt and his companions had already set off on foot towards the Earl's Manor. Taking a cab would have drawn too much attention, they preferred not to leave any trails for the Earl.

As the saying goes, courtesy demands reciprocity, so they brought along a small gift. It wasn't that the Lord needed the money, but it was the thought that counted. When visiting someone's home for a meal, it was customary to bring along a bottle of wine.

Therefore, Liszt spent the grand sum of two copper coins to buy a bottle of poor-quality sugar cane honey-fermented beverage, also known as rum. No one on the ship drank the stuff.

Londen City covered a vast area and was not all flat land. In the foothills along the mountains of the Inner City, lay the manors of nobility.

The night was quiet, stars scattered sparsely in the sky.