“Well...” Sampson replied with a disparaging shrug; it was better than working, obviously, but he didn’t want to give the impression that this evening was anything to crow about. Could have been better.
Nevertheless, he snatched the glass promptly enough, taking an evaluating sip before shrugging again in thanks. “You? I suppose it’s a change for your lot just to be let inside,” Sam quipped, smirking. The gardeners might not live apart from the rest of the staff in kennels outside, but there was some degree of separation all the same, because they didn’t tread the same floors as footmen did. He’d be surprised if Ragge even knew how to dance.
Nevertheless, he snatched the glass promptly enough, taking an evaluating sip before shrugging again in thanks. “You? I suppose it’s a change for your lot just to be let inside,” Sam quipped, smirking. The gardeners might not live apart from the rest of the staff in kennels outside, but there was some degree of separation all the same, because they didn’t tread the same floors as footmen did. He’d be surprised if Ragge even knew how to dance.