Daniel was letting Violet into his world. Violet liked him best like this, his hair rumpled, his eyes warm as he focused on his passions. His body hummed with his excitement, the heat of him next to her cutting through the cold in the room. Now his gaze held intensity, his focus all for the inventions he loved. Both places he’d been full of lazy smiles and cultured charm, speaking with the same ease to courtesans as he did the comtesse. But bicycles can run across fields and through mud where even horses have difficulty.”ĭaniel’s animation as he spoke about his designs made him different from the Daniel she’d observed with his friends on the street or at tonight’s ball. But not too small, or there won’t be enough power to make it faster than a regular bicycle. The engine box can’t be too big, or the rider won’t be able to keep the thing upright. “Haven’t got the design quite right, yet. The drawing he pulled out showed different angles of what looked like a bicycle with large tires and a large box for the engine where the pedals should be. Here’s the motorbike.”ĭaniel came next to her to push papers out of the way. My real concern is designing engines to make vehicles go where I want at my command. “My career as an aeronaut is a passing hobby. Violet studied the drawings with interest.
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