Leonardo da Vinci Portrait of Ginevra de Benci

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'Sure, sure, it's gold,' said Cutwell hurriedly. 'It's gold all right. I just wondered where it had come from, that's all.'
'You wouldn't believe me,' said Mort. 'What time's sunset around here?'
'We normally PIQUANT. HELP YOURSELF, I HAVE AN EXTRA PIN.
But, of course, just because he was forty miles away didn't mean he wasn't here as well. . . .
And in his untidy room Cutwell turned the gold coin over and over in his fingers, muttering 'walls' to himself, and draining the bottle.
He appeared to notice what he was doing only when there was no more manage to fit it in between night and day,' said Cutwell, still staring at the coin and taking little sips from the blue bottle. 'About now.'Mort glanced out of the window. The street outside already had a twilight look to it.'I'll be back,' he muttered, and made for the door. He heard the wizard call out something, but Mort was heading down the street at a dead run.He started to panic. Death would be waiting for him forty miles away. There would be a row. There would be a terrible —AH, BOY.A familiar figure stepped out from the flare around a jellied eel stall, holding a plate of winkles.THE VINEGAR IS PARTICULARLY