"…These books are worth more than you might think," Blackwell said to Oliver, as he patted the top of them. "I would be inclined to study them myself, if you would ever permit it. Though their words might be inscribed elsewhere, in easily accessible books, in the likes of the different city libraries, that can not compare to the presence of a page in which a great man inscribed his thoughts."
"…You would be welcome to them," Oliver said.
"…I think I might have been over harsh with you when last we spoke, Patrick," Blackwell said. "I'd apologize to you for that. My expectations were too weighty."
"You measured me against the loss of Lombard and found me lacking," Oliver said. He understood that himself. "And I'd be in agreement with you."
