Austin replied, “Okay. I shall do as you ask so long as you don’t judge my table manners.”

“You look cultivated and gentlemanly. Although I haven’t dined with you, I guess your table manners aren’t that terrible.”

Austin smiled.

He thought, ‘As expected of my wife. She has such keen eyes.’

“By the way, there’s something I want to ask.”

Austin looked toward Isabella and waited for her to continue.

“Do you want to go home during the holidays? It’s a long journey back to Wiltspoon from Satb