Chapter Four – Ted Bennett
As the weeks passed, Reverend Matthews fell into a routine. He could now remember the names of about half of his congregation without being prompted by either Elizabeth or Martin Fry and he had also come to appreciate what hard-working citizens he had in his little community.
The majority of the local men were employed in the coal mines which dominated the fields on the far edge of town, nestled in a valley and shadowed by steep hillsides. Archie hadn't yet had cause to venture out of town to where the pit head bulked and groaned, but he had frequently witnessed the black-faced miners returning from their day's work, swinging their lunch boxes to and fro and chattering amongst themselves. He couldn't imagine being brave enough to do a job like that, trapped und
