Thomas smiled softly. She was quite right, it did not. And here in this place that did not seem to belong anywhere - there was nothing that kept people from taking what they wanted. No written words to give people security about their rights and belongings. A lawless kingdom without sovereign.
"No, please," he encouraged her. "I could not leave a stranded wanderer." The poor woman had to be exhausted. The walk from the town was far and daring. He pondered this. There had been people staying in their house before. Which did not mean that Thomas was not wary about guests. The Sharpe family had a history best to be forgotten. "I could offer you a bed for the night and a ride home tomorrow. I am sure my wife would love the company." The way she had spoken up - she seemed like a sophisticated woman. One that might be able to match Edith's spirit and intellect.