King of the Middle March
“SAID SERLE. “YOU SHOULD HAVE GOT THEM mended before we left Venice.”
“They were all right then,” I said. “They only need a few stitches.”
But all morning I had to trail from camp to camp, searching for a shoemaker, and I was barefoot because my hose stops at my ankles.
The man in the Doge’s camp was the first to turn me away. He was lining a pair of boots with some kind of cherry-red material and told me he had far too much to do.
It was the same wherever I went.
“You see this pile?”
“I’ve no t...ime at all. I can’t even look at them.”
“It takes time, son. Lining. Punching the holes. Lacing the sides. Folding over the caps.”
You might have thought I wanted shoes inset with precious stones and threaded with gold, or magic shoes to climb a glass mountain. “They only need a few stitches,” I said.
“So you can trample all God’s enemies under your feet? Well, boy, you’ll just have to wait.”
Eventually, though, I did find a shoemaker in one of the Italian camps who was willing to help me.MoreLess
“They were all right then,” I said. “They only need a few stitches.”
But all morning I had to trail from camp to camp, searching for a shoemaker, and I was barefoot because my hose stops at my ankles.
The man in the Doge’s camp was the first to turn me away. He was lining a pair of boots with some kind of cherry-red material and told me he had far too much to do.
It was the same wherever I went.
“You see this pile?”
“I’ve no t...ime at all. I can’t even look at them.”
“It takes time, son. Lining. Punching the holes. Lacing the sides. Folding over the caps.”
You might have thought I wanted shoes inset with precious stones and threaded with gold, or magic shoes to climb a glass mountain. “They only need a few stitches,” I said.
“So you can trample all God’s enemies under your feet? Well, boy, you’ll just have to wait.”
Eventually, though, I did find a shoemaker in one of the Italian camps who was willing to help me.MoreLess
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