Chapter Two Most of my early morning hours were spent catching up on who I owe money to and who owes me. When many slept, I felt the need to be distracted. Fortunately, my debts were paid, but a few of my more favored clients were falling behind on payments due for books. When dealing with those in the upper classes, getting paid was always a chore, but their patronage unlocked other potential avenues. Individuals craved knowledge or status only a leather-covered collection of vellum could gr...