Leonardo da Vinci Portrait of Ginevra de Benci

Leonardo da Vinci Portrait of Ginevra de BenciLeonardo da Vinci Portrait Of A Young LadyLeonardo da Vinci LedaLeonardo da Vinci Leda 1530
And then her gaze met that of a small, non-descript mongrel dog watching her very intently from under a cart. In fact non-descript was not what it was. It was very easy to descript. It looked like halitosis with a wet nose.
'Woof, woof,' said the dog, in a bored way. 'Woof, woof, woof, and growl, growl.'
The dog trotted into the mouth of an alleyway. Angua glanced around, and followed it. The rest of the squad were gathered around tailored black clothes, at least eighteen devices for killing people, but he was becoming aware that Lance-Constable Detritus had one on the end of each of his arms. Closer, as it were, to hand.
'I'll, er, I'll go and get the Master, then, shall I?' he said.
Carrot leaned down.
'Thank you for your co-operation,' he said gravely.Vimes, who'd gone very quiet.'Fetch me the Master of Assassins,' he said. 'Now!'The young Assassin tried to sneer.'Hah! Your uniform doesn't scare me,' he said.Vimes looked down at his battered breastplate and worn mail.'You're right,' he said. 'This is not a scary uniform. I'm sorry. Forward, Corporal Carrot and Lance-Constable Detritus.'The Assassin was suddenly aware of the sunlight being blocked out.'Now these, I think you'll agree,' said Vimes, from somewhere behind the eclipse, 'are scary uniforms.'The Assassin nodded slowly. He hadn't asked for this. Usually there were never any guards outside the Guild. What would be the point? He had, tucked away in his exquisitely