William Bouguereau the first kiss

William Bouguereau the first kissClaude Monet Water Lily PondEdgar Degas dance class
Because he could hear voices in the hall. The two of them were close enough to touch, Will in his world, she in Cittagazze, and seeing his trailing bandage, Lyra tapped him on the arm and mimed tying it up again. He held out his hand for her to do it, crouching meanwhile with his head cocked sideways, listening hard.
A light ," he said, sipping. "Now, suppose you tell me what you want."
"I want to know where you got the alethiometer."
"Why?"
"Because Lyra had it, and I want to find her."
"I can't imagine why you would. She is a repellent brat."came on in the room. He heard Sir Charles speaking to the servant, dismissing him, coming into the study, closing the door."May I offer you a glass of Tokay?" he said.A woman's voice, low and sweet, replied, "How kind of you, Carlo. I haven't tasted Tokay for many years.""Have the chair by the fireplace."There was the faint glug of wine being poured, a tinkle of decanter on glass rim, a murmur of thanks, and then Sir Charles seated himself on the sofa, inches away from Will."Your good