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Show 31 "Father says this letter could make a difference--we might even see some reforms," volunteered Jane, her confidence in her father's decision unshaken. "That's about as likely as Bishop Laud donning t'cap and bells," laughed Hyrum, unconvinced that Lathrop's effort would promote anything except their being added to the Bishop's death list. How he could be convinced to print such a letter he didn't know. Life had been simple and unthreatening on his country estate. Maybe he simply liked Lathrop and couldn't say "no" or maybe it was because Lathrop wouldn't accept a "no." Upon Lathrop's return, Hyrum replaced the book on the shelf and walked toward him. Elise, brushing past Hyrum on her way to the same bookshelf, didn't notice when Hyrurn paused to watch her pick up the same book and hold it tenderly for a moment. "Here," Lathrop diverted Hyrum's attention from Elise and the book. Hyrum began to read aloud. "To his Royal Majesty, our most gracious and dread Sovereign, King Charles " He looked at Lathrop giving his approval of the opening. One by one the children re-entered the room quietly, listening to Hyrum read. |