set were arranged next to a ledger. “Here is the price for each piece. Tally the numbers and write the amount at the bottom. Mrs. Wylie will pay you while I pack her china for delivery.” He took a small silver key from the ring. “This’ll open the cash drawer.” While she unlocked the drawer, he tucked gold-rimmed plates into a barrel filled with wood shavings. Mrs. Wylie leaned toward Faith and spoke in a confidential whisper. “Truthfully, my dear, I’ll have to wait to settle with you until Mr. Wylie