Marc Chagall Painting

Marc Chagall Painting
"Miss Eyelesbarrow…."
Emma's voice came faintly through the closed study. Lucy seized gratefully at the opportunity.
"Miss Crackenthorpe's calling me. I must go. Thank you so much for all you have shown me…."
"Don't forget… our secret…"
"I won't forget," said Lucy, and hurried out into the hall not quite certain as to whether she had or had not just received a conditional proposal of marriage.
Marc Chagall Painting
Dermot Craddock sat at his desk in his room at New Scotland Yard. He was slumped sideways in an easy attitude, and was talking into the telephone receiver which he held with one elbow propped up on the table. He was speaking in French, a language in which he was tolerably proficient.
"It was only an idea, you understand," he said.
Marc Chagall Painting