Rose gave Kestrel a grateful smile and stepped in nervously. It was a modest accommodation. Better perhaps than the two-room cottage and yard with open sewers and shared toilet house that Rose was used to, but not what one would expect from a minister. Father spoke highly of the Llewellyn's. They did not think themselves better than others and excelled in Christian humility. "I hope I'm not disturbing father Llewellyn." Rose said, her usually loud voice quiet and subdued. My father was wondering if you and Kestrel would do us the honour of coming for dinner tonight?"