” “And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me. She was with these movements—akin to them, she felt it at times intensely—and yet something eluded her. ’ Roding started. . I spent agonizing weeks wandering Mantua in search of you, finally arriving at the idea of asking someone who you were. Leonardo would not have married her. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought her hands down to rest by her sides. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory.
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