“I’m being honest with you. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. “It spreads like wildfire. ” “Annabel, are you mad? To England! You are joking, of course. For all that, it is folly. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive.
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