“This is nice,” she said. “They’re not very high, but I hate walking in them.” “What are?” “My shoes.” She held up a foot and exhibited her very modest Cuban heel. “Nannie thinks they are the right thing to wear… — Josephine Tey Copy Share Image
“Now, this pair," he waved the shoes he held, "are new. They haven't been walked a mile, and for new shoes like these I charge a talent, maybe a talent and two." He pointed at my feet. "Those shoes, on… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
