Chapter 6The rest of the week passed without incident, or any more nightmares. Unless Edison counted the certainty that he was being watched. He hoped Wraith was pleased with what he’d seen. Edison was, by nature, a hard worker.
The rest of the men might not be speaking to him, still treating him as an outsider and a stranger, but he’d not allow anyone to be able to call him lazy.
In the mine wagon, listening to the men, Edison gathered that Saturday was the most popular night for going for a drink. Many of the other miners were arranging to meet up after they’d bathed and eaten.
Back above ground, as soon as Edison was seated beside Gavril, he made his offer.
“I’ve been thinking over what you said. How about we go for an ale tonight?” Edison hoped he sounded casual about the offer, ev
