The thick, intricately worked chain had the massy, sensuous feel of pure gold. Closer by, the tribune heard a chiffchaff, an early arrival, whistle from a rooftop. Gulls scrawked high overhead they lived in the Videssian Empire's capital the year around. It was still winter, but spring was in the air.
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The sun shone bravely, though every so often the northerly breeze would send a patch of cloud in front of it, dimming for a moment the hundreds of gilded spheres that topped Phos' temples, large and small, all through Videssos the city. Once you are satisfied of that, we can speak further, if you like." The shop had its shutters flung wide. "Who spoke of money? Here," he said, pressing the chain into Marcus' hands, "take it over to the window see if it is not as fine as I say. The jeweler, who had played this game many times, assumed a look of injured innocence. That he did not say what he did came out in a growl: "With a price to match, no doubt." Best to start beating the fellow down before he named a figure, for Scaurus intended to have the necklace. "You have good taste, my master-that is a piece fit for a princess." The military tribune grinned, too, at the unintended truth in the jeweler's sales talk. A grin flashed across the craftsman's face he bobbed a quick bow. "Which?" asked the jeweler, a fat, bald little man with a curly black beard. Marcus Aemilius Scaurus said, pointing to a necklace. I “I 'D LIKE TO HAVE A BETTER LOOK AT THAT ONE, IF I COULD," Swords of the Legion Harry Turtledove DEL REY A Del Rey Book BALLANTINE BOOKS
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