Not much of a talker, huh? Well, neither was Tobias. In another time, he would have gladly wished Mr. Willaby a good night. He could tell that the answer was not the full story. He could tell that Mr. Willaby was miserable. But he didn't care to hear it. He had had a long and intense day and he longed to be alone.

But Mr. Willaby was Rose's husband; there was clearly something on his mind - and as such, Tobias thought, he might be an ally.

"I'm on my way to the White Horse Inn for dinner. Would you care to join me?"