Overwhelmed by the warm invitation of the Stubber father and son, Matthew eventually agreed to have dinner with them.
"Matthew, you don't sound like a local here," Isambard asked during the meal, trying to make conversation.
Matthew simply evaded the question. "Indeed, l'm not a local. I've come from out of town. I heard that Concordia has good medicinal herbs, and l'm a physician, so I came to collect some herbs..."
"I see... Well, Matthew, let me raise a toast to you. Thank you for your help; my son's life was saved because of you," Isambard expressed his gratitude sincerely, raising his glass as he stood up.
Naturally, Matthew had to stand up as well and return the gesture.
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