"A Briefe and True Report of Magical Zoonoses, by Feder Plume," she said.  He hadn't realized she'd looked at it, but of course she had.  She managed to keep her voice fairly light but he heard the question under it anyway and he tossed the volume over to her lest he look like he was trying to hide something.  She almost dropped it and gave him a filthy look, not happy with his abuse of what she probably thought valuable.   It might be.  He didn't know.  