Thomas Gainsborough Landscape with Cattle

Thomas Gainsborough Landscape with CattleSandro Botticelli Venus and MarsSandro Botticelli Pallas and the Centaur
Find a couple of plates," he said, and Lyra obediently did so.
She seemed quite willing to take orders if she saw the sense of them, so he told her to go and clear a table in front of the aware of the girl. She was small and slight, but wiry, and she'd fought like a tiger; his fist had raised a bruise on her cheek, and she was ignoring it. Her expression was a mixture of the very young—when she first tasted the cola—and a kind of deep, sad wacafé. He brought out the food and some knives and forks from a drawer, and they sat down together, a little awkwardly.She ate hers in less than a minute, and then fidgeted, swinging back and forth on her chair and plucking at the plastic strips of the woven seat while he finished his. Her daemon changed yet again, and became a goldfinch, pecking at invisible crumbs on the tabletop.Will ate slowly. He'd given her most of the beans, but even so he took much longer than she did. The harbor in front of them, the lights along the empty boulevard, the stars in the dark sky above, all hung in the huge silence as if nothing else existed at all.And all the time he was intensely riness. Her eyes were pale blue, and her hair would be a darkish