Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. She's my mealticket. The door closed upon her, and he moved reluctantly away. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’ ‘Certainly he is not Leonardo. It was John Diedermayer, who had been transformed into a young scholar with a large pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses on. He looked no longer at his wife. All in a moment.
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