Lechance

Ben had originally planned on giving Jon a set of glasses he'd had ready made. Tall drinking glasses of bubbled glass.

It wasn't right.

He was working on the second one this afternoon, a thin, glass with a wide bowl, blown through with strands of red

He heard the bell on the door ring as he was finishing attaching the stem. He called out, "Just a minute!" and finished, exhaling. He smiled at the finished product then took off his gloves, dusting his hands off on his trousers as he walked into the front of the shop, smiling.

Thomas arrived at the hotel promptly at 3:25, in the company of a young married lady by the name of Ms. Peters who had become a regular customer in his shop and been delighted to agree to his rather hesitant request for her chaperoning services.

He sent his card up to Ms. Mias to announce his arrival, and waited in the salon, conversing amiably with Ms. Peters about the remarkable happenings in Mr. Collins' latest novel.