She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. ’ ‘Leonardo again,’ Gerald muttered and, to her disappointment, dropped her hand. ‘They weren’t no soldiers. There was an eerie sense of brooding menace about an uninhabited establishment. “She must go her own way. Well, this is OUR thing. By a sort of instinct. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. \" Lucy felt her face go hot, but at the same time raised her eyebrows, relaying a tacit acknowledgement of her own distressed appearance.
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