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He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. If he wants you, let him get you. They do not come for me, to find me and bring me home. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously.
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