Walking by these two figures in the Louvre one would be mistaken into thinking they had suddenly come alive. Their eyes meet, drapery flaps about and then suddenly they skid to a stop. Panting and staring happily at each other, one knows that he has won ‘by an arm’s length at least’ but he never says a word.
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