art painting reproduction

art painting reproduction
fine art landscape painting
chinese landscape painting
landscape art painting
Every few minutes a train thundered along the main line over the railway arch. Lucy watched the trains as they slackened speed going round the sharp curve that encircled the Crackenthorpe property. She passed under the railway arch and out into the lane. It seemed a little-used track. On the one side was the railway embankment, on the other was a high wall which enclosed some tall factory buildings. Lucy followed the lane until it came out into a street of small houses. She could hear a short distance away the busy hum of main road traffic. She glanced at her watch. A woman came out of a house nearby and Lucy stopped her.
"Excuse me, can you tell me if there is a public telephone near here?"
"Post office just at the corner of the road."
oil painting
Lucy thanked her and walked along until she came to the post office which was a combination shop and post office. There was telephone box at one side. Lucy went into it and made a call. She asked to speak to Miss Marple. A woman's voice spoke in a sharp bark.
"She's resting. And I'm not going to disturb her! She needs her rest - she's an old lady. Who shall I say called?"