Ellie had been working that day, but had heard the stories about the Wards when she had returned. Still, being a maid had to be better than untangling hooks from lines or gutting fish. It was a quiet dread for Ellie that she could return to that life in moments notice.

"The good ones are 'ard to find. I'd love to work in a big house; like fer the Carringtons or McPadraics." Ellie just plucked the names two of the best known families she knew from the papers. "Surrounded by all those nice things. Plus money means refinement, class, and generosity. Not like the Cragg at all." Ellie said oblivious to her company. "Gives 'ere, what flavours are left?" She used a finger to pull open the little bag.