The following morning Leonardo, who was late for breakfast, entered rubbing a bruise on his left arm. An incensed Verrocchio approached him.
‘You could have got yourself killed last night, and what for? To please your vanity and indulge your… appetites!’
‘My appetites were not indulged,’ Leonardo replied. ‘Now excuse me.’ Picking up a roll of bread Leonardo left.
‘And what have you to say to the monks of San Donato a Scopeto?’ Verrocchio yelled to his departing friend.
Showing no willingness to fulfil his obligations, the monks of San Donato a Scopeto finally wearied of his endless procrastination and once again Senior Prodi was again dispatched to Verrocchio’s workshop.
Walking down the Via de Agnolo, Leonardo ducked into a doorway and watched as Senior Prodi exited Verrocchio’s work
