At Kraft's insistence, William temporarily abandoned the idea, and the group soon withdrew from the mine.
"We can't just go back like this. Once you've finished asking your questions, we'll still have to go down there." William shook his head at Kraft's inexplicable caution and glanced reluctantly at the entrance behind him. Next time, they'd have to endure that knife-edge climb all over again. "Besides, do you really think there's anything meaningful about Heterodoxy in a tiny village?"
"It's nothing but a bunch of fools duping another bunch of fools with whatever tricks they can come up with."
Kraft snuffed out his torch in the sandy soil and let his emotions settle. He realized he'd been too hasty. The idea that the passage below might connect to something else was only a guess.
What puzzled him was that Kraft's attention had shifted from their original goal, and inexplicable caution had begun to dictate his actions, even making him reluctant to explore further right away. A group that had worked well together now had two voices in disagreement.
William was fairly used to this sort of thing. He'd encountered it before—in fact, it was quite common. Some people believed certain minor events were connected and represented an undeniable revelation.
You couldn't openly contradict them, because logic couldn't defeat something whose source they couldn't even explain. Just as the prospect of earning two silver coins wouldn't persuade the locals to walk a little farther down.
The best thing to do was go along with them. Once this passed, things could continue as usual.
"The mine isn't going anywhere. Let's head down first." William led the way back along the path. They could use the time to see if anyone in the village was willing to guide them farther down. It wouldn't be