ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. Its smooth surface soothed her nerves. It was such an unexpected stroke of fortune. ‘I suppose he isn’t this Leonardo you spoke of?’ ‘Certainly he is not Leonardo. He opened the drawer of the writing table.
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