Declan adjusted his gloves and waited for the carriage to come to a stop.  He felt conspicuously uncomfortable in his new uniform, complete with top hat, coat, and gloves.  He was glad for the morning’s chill, and the shadow of the massive envelope, because otherwise he would sweat wright through them, and not be able to lift a thing at all.  He was just a dock rat from Welland.  He had no business hobnobbing with ladies and gentlemen.  But portering was a sight better than dock work, and they needed the money with Eliza pregnant again.  He opened the door.

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