Grimm's Pound
The rectory door opened, and the Vicar ushered Morgan inside hastily. “Did you bring it?”, he said. Without a word, Morgan handed the paper to him. Hands that appeared almost greedy took it from him. “Does anyone know of this?”, demanded Vicar Braystone. “No”. “Good. I want you to swear on the Bible you will never disclose the contents written here”.
Braystone seemed to be a different man in his manner than the one he had known all his life. Partly to humour him and partly because he wanted to, Morgan swore he would not tell a soul during the lifetime of the Vicar. Once he had done this, the Vicar poured him a drink, and they sat huddled at the table together as though they were hatching some great plot.
“I want you to come with me to Grimm’s Pound. There is something ther
