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William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. She had not felt comfortable in his presence from the first, and with Leonardo’s precepts in mind, was loath to trust him. “Anna,” he cried eagerly. “Forgive me,” he said. "Open them when you get on board—not before, and act as they direct you. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept. But of what avail is this? You have no execution, no finish. You look very handsome.
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