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She looked at the note again. "What could be important in Wales?"<br><br> | She looked at the note again. "What could be important in Wales?"<br><br> | ||
− | "I don't know." Josephine pulled a vesta from somewhere on her person and struck it against the desk, lighting the oil lamp that had missed her sweep. She left the chimney off and held the single page of the letter to the lamp. "Watermark is ... hmm | + | "I don't know." Josephine pulled a vesta from somewhere on her person and struck it against the desk, lighting the oil lamp that had missed her sweep. She left the chimney off and held the single page of the letter to the lamp. "Watermark is ... hmm. Nothing too custom. Quality is medium, nothing approaching full rag or linen. Not a hotel of any great note in any case, but possibly ... "<br><br> |
Josephine slowly sat and regarded the letter an oblique angle, allowing the lamplight to scrape across its surface.<br><br> | Josephine slowly sat and regarded the letter an oblique angle, allowing the lamplight to scrape across its surface.<br><br> | ||
− | "Even pressure, very little gouging from the nib. | + | "Even pressure, very little gouging from the nib. Even application of ink, meticulous dipping. This was not a letter penned in a hurry. Even formation of letters, no sign of jarring. This was not penned in transit, as on a train. The ascenders on the letters f, h, k, l, and t are not his. I need not even check for the start stroke on his uppercase M to know it is not his hand that wrote ... this ''thing''. Still ..."<br><br> |
Her expression sliding to something a fraction less cold, she waved the letter over the flame, pausing a few seconds and pulling it away before it could scorch.<br><br> | Her expression sliding to something a fraction less cold, she waved the letter over the flame, pausing a few seconds and pulling it away before it could scorch.<br><br> | ||
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"I'm scared, which I guess it means it's the right thing to do."<br><br> | "I'm scared, which I guess it means it's the right thing to do."<br><br> | ||
− | "And what is that right thing, Evie? Everyone has their own definition. I know mine and I think I've explained it well enough that you know | + | "And what is that right thing, Evie? Everyone has their own definition. I know mine and I think I've explained it well enough that you know waht it is but what's yours?" Josephine blew on her tea and sipped it, settling on the floor, ballgown and all, and waited for her partner to respond. ''Could do with a proper table and chairs in here, Jo''.<br><br> |
"Making it so us beasties get the rights we deserve, Jo. We're third class citizens, at best, and suddenly I have a chance where I'll have money and power and can try make it even." Evie poured herself a cup of tea, and thinking about her upcoming lessons on how to act properly, tried her best to make sure she poured her tea daintily.<br><br> | "Making it so us beasties get the rights we deserve, Jo. We're third class citizens, at best, and suddenly I have a chance where I'll have money and power and can try make it even." Evie poured herself a cup of tea, and thinking about her upcoming lessons on how to act properly, tried her best to make sure she poured her tea daintily.<br><br> |