"Is this the place?"
It was too shabby.
His wife was not used to this kind of place.
No matter how abject they were, she had never been to a slum.
It was surprising to see the unenlightened situation of the thorny swamp.
She couldn't see tall buildings or exquisite buildings. There was no one coming and going. There was only a simple dirt road, which was very simple and crude.
The tall thin young man who was followed by a carriage whispered, "Don't complain loudly."
He was satisfied with this place.
Almost no one knew him, Sherman's attitude was very good, and the salary he offered was satisfactory.
He only taught a few children but was given five gold coins a month. He thought about whether he took too much or not.
The money was enough for him to rent a decent house in the city.
"Didn't anyone come out to pick us up?"
His wife also knew about it, but she just felt a little uncomfortable.
Norton Land walked slowly.