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It was clear that these tomen could not live in London on

seventy-five pounds a year, most certainly not with the prospect

before the to do Marshall had

a brother-in-law, a certain Baruch Cohen, a mathematical instrument

maker in Clerkenwell, and to him Marshall accidentally one day talked

about Clara, and said that she desired an occupation Cohen hiive Clara any work, but he knew a second-hand bookseller,

an old man who kept a shop in Holborn, anted a clerk, and Clara

thus found herself earning another pound a week With this addition

she and her sister could e would want The hours were long, the duties irksome and

wearisome, and, worst of all, the conditions under which they were

performed, were not only as bad as they could be, but their badness

was of a kind to which Clara had never been accustomed, so that she

felt every particle of it in its full force The s of the shop

were, of course, full of books, and the walls were lined with thee of shelves, and books were

stacked on the floor, so that the place looked like a huge cubical

block of thees had been bored At the back the

shop becaht feet, and consequently

the central shelves were not continued there, but just where they

ended, and overshadowed by them were a little desk and a stool All

round the deskwas

necessary in order to sit down This was Clara's station

Occasionally, on a brilliant, a very brilliant day in suas, but, perhaps, there were not a dozen such

days in the year By twisting herself sideways she could just catch

a gliy which was

not likely to be disturbed, and was therefore put at the top of the

, and once when soht the Calvin Joann Opera Omnia,

9 vol folio, Amst 1671--it was very clear that afternoon--she

actually descried towards seven o'clock a blessed star exactly in the

ap the Calvin had left