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“Well, there are tales of a revolt coming through the grapevines. The common folks are getting antsy and restless. Someone or some group is also stirring them up and fanning the flames of an uprising.”
“Wait! An uprising? Like France?” Kenneth asked confused.
Even though Kenneth hadn’t been born during the revolution that occurred in France, the stories had remained. He was well aware of the progress of it all, as was the rest of Europe. What was once thought impossible had been done in France.
But it isn’t as bad as it was with France, or is it?
“Why? To what end?” Kenneth asked.
“Really? You have to ask that question? For years, thetonhas been treating everyone else as inferior. The lower classes have always been oppressed by Britain’s high society. They’ve been subjected to unfair treatments, and poor living conditions.”
“But an uprising is still serious business. Innocents would not be spared,” Kenneth gasped.
“Well, the deplorable conditions the commoners have been subjected to have definitely ensured that they won’t be reasoning rationally.”
“Well, isn’t that what I was trying to address in my bill?” Kenneth queried.
“Your bill? Of course it has good intentions, Kenneth. But no one is waiting around for your bill. The problems the common folks face aren’t taking a break for your bill to be passed. It is real out there and good intentions aren’t going to help them out of their predicaments.”
“But this isn’t just good intentions. I am actually taking action,” Kenneth protested.
“Your actions are too slow. By the time you would have made any headway, most of this people would have fallen victim to society.”
“Well, violence is not the answer, now is it? A lot of innocent people would get hurt in the process. There is always a peaceful and diplomatic way to resolve any situation.”
“Well, violence was the answer for France. Let’s face it, Kenneth. Sometimes change can only be gotten through force. This might be one of those times.”
“You are justifying their vision of a revolution, Leonard? You certainly sound like it.”
“Not at all, Kenneth. I’m only telling you what is being whispered in the dark streets of London and the cause of such whispers. I, in no way, am trying to justify it or side with these rebellious groups. By the way, what came of your investigation into the Cyprian’s murder?”
“Why do you ask?” Kenneth questioned in a bid to deflect. He hadn’t done much about it, after all.
“Well, that seems to be the trigger for this particular dissenting faction.”
Kenneth simply stared at him waiting for him to continue.
“All right, there have always been dissenting factions preaching revolt and uprisings down the years. However, this particular faction seems to have acquired an extra force the others didn’t have.”
“An extra force?”
“Yes. Rumor has it that they are spurred on by the illegitimate children of the gentlemen of Britain’s high society.”
“Excuse me?” Kenneth exclaimed.
“You heard right. The bastards of Dukes, Earls, and the rest of thetonare spearheading the cause.”
“You can’t be serious. How many could they even be to amount to a sizeable force?” Kenneth asked.
“You would be surprised how many there are. Britain’s gentlemen have been busy,” Leonard chuckled.
“And what is their grievance?” Kenneth continued, not pausing to entertain Leonard’s joke.
“Besides their fathers rejecting them in favor of their half-brothers and sisters? The commoner blamed for the murder of the Cyprian is one of them; the bastard son of an Earl.”
“Oh dear,” Kenneth remarked, smacking his forehead.
“Exactly. Not only were they rejected, they are now being blamed for gruesome crimes, all in a bid to get rid of them. Well, that’s the way they see it. And if they are the ones leading such a charge against their fathers, the commoners are bound to follow.”
