Pears had to be one of the best fruits that had been given to the world, William mused to himself as he chewed on one of the slices the manservant had brought only a short time ago.  They were among one of his favorite foods and he appreciated that those in the kitchen had thought to provide some with the cordial he had asked for. With a satisfied smile, he swallowed his mouthful and took a sip from his goblet before he turned over the parchment he had been holding in his hand, studying the information carefully.

Thomas, on the other hand, sat rather stiffly, disapproval strong in his rigid posture. He hadn't been happy since William had chosen Mrs. Campbell above all of the other applications that had been provided, Disregarding the neat stack of parchment altogether. His disapproval with his Lord's choice did not color his decision to partake of the snack however, his own goblet held carefully in one hand as he ate One of the pastries. William quickly had to cover his mouth with his hand to hide another smile, giving the impression that he was thinking deeply even as he put aside the application.

"i'll keep the interviews with mr. Weinhart and Mr. Phillips, But I have decided to cancel the other interviews." The young Arrington finally managed to say, placing the applications for both men on top of the one for Mrs. Campbell.

Mr. Lockwood visibly relaxed, just a bit, and offered a thin lipped smile. "Very well Sir."

Before Mr. Lockwood could show any annoyance at the smile that turned up his lips, William quickly change the subject from the staff, though his fingers sought a few fresh pieces of parchment, a quill, a bottle of ink, and a small container of sand. He asked questions on how the accounts had been managed, which were doing well and which were doing poorly. He made comments about his own accounting endeavors, spoke of plans for future investments, and even brought up the idea of hosting a ball in the relatively near future, opening invitations to those in the village as well as the Irish Nobles.

"I must say though." William finally sighed at one point, leaning back in his chair and looking out over the gardens and the forest beyond. "Hosting a hunt with some of the local noblemen and ladies sounds like a grand idea to celebrate my move to the country." He admitted, wondering quietly if his hunting dogs had made the trip quite as well as he had. "my uncle always did like a good hunt. It seems like the perfect way to honor his memory."

"Yes." Thomas drew out nasally, having finally relaxed back into his own chair. "Edward did always enjoy himself a jolly good Chase." He agreed, sounding the most relaxed William had ever heard him. "The event would certainly be a way to introduce yourself to those of great standing."

William ran his thumb along the side of his chin thoughtfully. "Indeed. I shall have to make those arrangements." He then stood from his chair, taking a deep breath. "for now, perhaps you would care to join me for dinner before your departure."

"gladly my Lord. My thanks." Thomas excepted graciously, setting down his empty goblet on the desk before rising to his feet and following the young Lord out into the hallway, the two conversing lightly as they made their way to the dining hall.