“I began reading the flyer again, immersed in the drawings and descriptions of the performers. In fact, I was so immersed, I forgot about Mr. Dalton. I only remembered him when I realized the room was silent.”
″‘Well, why should they be? Do you expect everything you draw to appear here?’ Mark looked scornfully around the room. ‘If so, all I can say is, you must be a very good hand at drawing nothing.‘”