“Yesterday?” said Aaron. “I went to the Uffizi.”
“To the Uffizi? Well! And what did you think of it?”
“Very fine.”
“I think it is. I think it is. What pictures did you look at?”
“I was with Dekker. We looked at most, I believe.”
“And what do you remember best?”
“I remember Botticelli's Venus on the Shell.”
“Yes! Yes!—” said Manfredi. “I like her. But I like others better. You thought her a pretty woman, yes?”
“No—not particularly pretty. But I like her body. And I like the fresh air. I like the fresh air, the summer sea-air all through it—through her as well.”
“And her face?” asked the Marchesa, with a slow, ironic smile.