"Oh, yes... the constable." Nisa looked uncertain as she glanced around until she let her eyes fall upon him in the crowd. "Did I ever tell you he came by the house once when you were out working?" She looked briefly at him before giving a small shake of her head.

"He was polite enough to not even ask to come in, just wanted to welcome us to the neighborhood. Though I don't know what sort he is like." Then again what sort is ever good enough? Aristocrats were fine on the outside but always had bad habits, and those below tended to have unforgivable manners and habits.

"Shall we go say hello?"