Mr. Zechariah Meijer wasn't well liked by his family, was he? Perhaps Tristan should pity him after all. But then again, he had more than a sneaking suspicion that it was the man's own behaviour that was at the root of this barely veiled hostility.

Either way, he was glad to leave as quickly as possible. He observed the wincing from Mrs. Meijer however, and so when he had taken the money, he turned to her. "Please go rest, ma'am." That baby did not look old. He turned to Mr. Uriel Meijer as he put his hat back on. "Please see to it that she does." He nodded at them and then left.