’ She sagged a little suddenly, as if the painful memories in her mind had exhausted her body. “I am sorry for the way I acted, Lucy. "Hear me, Sir Rowland!" he cried. I went off to round up his wife. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. ’ This was Leonardo’s philosophy. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. ’ ‘You see, I am of them,’ she said seriously, ‘but not with them—yet.
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