Even more extraordinary than the variety and velocity of the movements >>66 makes in imitation of animal hind legs is the effortlessness of his stance; one summer afternoon, on the silky ground of the pineglade, in the magical heart of Ardis, under Lady Erminin’s blue eye, fourteen-year-old >>66 treated me to the greatest performance I had ever seen a brachiambulant give. Not the faintest flush showed on his face or neck!