Miss Tilly Eveans, despite her youthful appearance, was the chief engineer upon the VS Rosanne 7. Upon their first official meeting when Elsie was exploring the lower levels of the ship, she learned in conversation that ever since Miss Eveans was a little girl she had a passion for machinery, and in her later years found that fixing ship engines was a great source of income. In brief, that is the story of how she arrived on the Rosanne.
Tilly was two or three years older than Elsie, and she was short, but never quite seemed so, down in the cramped confines of the engine room. She had a wide face that was – upon their first meeting – spotted with smears of engine grease. Beneath the goggles that rested upon her forehead were two sleek brown eyes, and tumbling down to her shoulders was a shock of knotty auburn hair.
“Hey, I was wondering if you could do me a favour,” she was saying as their conversation neared its end. “I’ll be needing some supplies if I want to keep the Rosanne running smoothly. Here, take this list. Get it to my friend in Edith Post, his address is on the back, and he should be able to procure the items. Don’t worry, Mr. Goodwin will cover the cost.”
Elsie examined the list, and said, “Some of this is just peanuts and expensive drinks.”
“Which is why I’m asking you and not one of Goodwin’s boys,” she said with a smile. “I hope you’re still up for games night. It sounds like a wonderful idea, I think. Drinks will be on me.”
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