In the evening, when Leah came home with two small cakes, she unexpectedly found that the man hadn't cooked. Little Casimir Shaw was starving, his eyes brimming with tears, lips pursed, and pitifully rubbing his small belly—he was on the verge of crying.
"Mommy, I'm so hungry," Casimir whispered into Leah's ear, "Old Richard is really angry today, and the consequences are very serious."
Leah was initially furious—she could tolerate being hungry herself, but how could he let Little Casimir go hungry? Just as she was about to lose her temper, hearing that the man was very angry made her hesitate. Though he was usually taciturn, when he got mad, he exuded such an imposing presence that she wouldn't dare provoke him.
"Mommy brought two small cakes. Let's eat them secretly and call it dinner." Leah handed the cakes to her precious child and lowered her voice, asking, "Is there any food left in the house?"
