It is very sweet of you to have waited for me. His face was much handsomer than Gianfrancesco’s, his lips thinner, his brow much more noble and wise. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. There was no one to be seen in the great hall. I rarely set foot in London these days.
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