Olivia set her portion of books down beside the ledger with a decisive thump. “We would like to take these books home with us.”
The man looked up slowly, adjusting his spectacles and peering at the pile with wide eyes. “All of these?”
“Yes,” Olivia replied. “That won’t be a problem, will it?”
“No, my lady. Not at all,” he said quickly. “I will simply need a moment to record the titles.”
He reached for the first book, squinting slightly as he copied its information into the ledger with slow, precise strokes.
Olivia turned towards Theodosia and asked, “Have you ever been to Gunter’s Tea Shop for some lemon ice?”
“No, but I have been dying to try some,” she replied.
“We should go after this,” Olivia suggested.
Theodosia felt her lips curl into a smile. “I would like that.”
