"Not at all. Disconcert him a little, perhaps, but - ah. I think I may see." Deirdre's amusement softens into something more serious. "The charming young bookbinder, Mister Gerry, did you happen to attend his...recent lecture? It was quite fascinating, in part because for those of us who come from Marrow Island it was largely unnecessary. Mister Jeff is my maid, and as much as it pains me, I am not currently made of money, nor does it appear at the turn of my hand. A certain amount of frugal reuse is unavoidable."