6. ‘Or flew in by balloon, perhaps. This morning he heard voices—McClintock's and the Wastrel's. ”
He pointed to Ennison, who in his turn looked across at Anna. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’
‘Certainly he is not Leonardo. I'm not sure I'd go out with him anyway. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement
and summoned a fiacre. It was a gorgeous May
evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of
hyacinth and lilac. She doesn’t like you because
she says the Beck’s are not ‘our kind of people’ which is
her code for them not being rich enough. If they come here to walk around, they will hear us. The shape of the
head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the
chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something
mean, some secondary kind of force.
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