She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone. She had fallen asleep. It’s odd how little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. It is really amusing. In some cases they were ground almost to powder; in others, driven deeply into the earth, as if discharged from a piece of ordnance. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’ ‘Certainly he is not Leonardo. Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders.
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