Leonardo da Vinci Portrait of Ginevra Benci

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now he was in his study, and that was odd, because he couldn’t quite remember how he’d got there. One minute on horseback, the next in the study, with its ledgers and timers and instruments. And it was bigger than he remembered. The walls lurked on the edge of sight.
That was Bill Door’s doing. Of course it would seem big to Bill Door. and there was probably just a bit of him bed. On the edge of dreams she’d heard another noise, which must have woken the cockerel.
She fiddled with a match until she got a candle alight, and then felt under the bed and her fingers found the hilt of a cutlass that had been much employed by the late Mr Flitworth during his business trips across the mountains.
She hurried down the creaking stairs and out into the chill of the dawn. still hanging on. The thing to do was keep busy. Throw himself into his work.There were already some lifetimers on his desk. He didn’t remember putting them there, but that didn’t matter, the important thing was to ?get? on with the job . . .He picked up the nearest one, and read the name.‘Lod-a-foodle-wok!’Miss Flitworth sat up in