“It’s very…large…” Eliza murmured.
“First building that went up here in the Corner,” a loud man said from behind her. Eliza spun around, surprised. A tall man with a long chin and red cheeks looked at her from beneath bushy, white eyebrows. “Designed it myself!”
“Mayor Reid,” Ford said, extending his hand. “This is Eliza Quinn.”
Eliza curtsied out of habit. “Mayor Reid.”
“Where did you find this English rose?” Reid asked in his booming voice.
“Ford has kindly agreed to escort me to Silver City so I can take a train home,” Eliza said quickly, hoping that would end the line of the questions.
“Well, I know Mrs. Reid is dying for a bit of company. She gets so lonely here, with nobody but miners to talk to.” He laughed as though it was a great joke, prompting Eliza to smile, though she fo
