Rose nodded and smiled. "Aye and I don't want to anger Mr. Meijer. I will see you soon." She blew him a kiss and then picked up her basket and rushed along. As soon as she stepped outside, the memory of Andrew holding Abi's hands, and the miserable look on his face when he was made to send his apprentice away returned before her mind's eye. She tried to shake it off as she walked away, but she could not help the anxiety settling in again. The wedding couldn't come soon enough.