Tristan gave him a nod. "You're welcome."

But he still hoped to be paid for it. He hoped the man hadn't told him a lot of nonsense.

He looked up at the knock and his eyebrows lifted when he saw the young man. Ah, had to be another farmhand they had hired so that Mr. Meijer could rest.

"Yes, thank you for coming. I assume Mr. Meijer was held up?" Or didn't like his brother that much either. "Never mind, can you help support him? I'll take the other side. He mustn't use that foot."