” He started back as though he had been shot. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. Life is two things, that’s how I see it; two things mixed and muddled up together. We’ll go to the shops. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. Of course, he had no idea who I was. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him. I bored him. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’ ‘Certainly he is not Leonardo.
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