Rembrandt The Jewish Bride

Rembrandt The Jewish Bride
Red Nude painting
Regatta At Argenteuil
Rembrandt Biblical Scene
"Pleased to meet you, Threepio," Luke said easily. "You too, Artoo."Walking across the garage, he checked a gauge on the smaller machine's front panel,plugging the charge cord he saw something, which made him frown and lean close. "Something wrong, Luke?" Threepio inquired. Luke went to a nearby tool wall and selected a small many-armed device. "Idon't know yet, Threepio." Returning to the recharger, Luke bent over Artoo and began scraping at severalbumps in the small 'droid's top with a chromed pick. Occasionally he jerked backsharply as bits of corrosion were flicked into the air by the tiny tool. Threepio watched, interested, as Luke worked. "There's a lot of strange carbonscoring here of a seen a lot of action out of the ordinary." "Indeed, sir," Threepio admitted, forgetting to drop the honorific. This timeLuke was too absorbed elsewhere to correct him. "Sometimes I'm amazed we're inas good shape as we are." He added as an afterthought, while still shying away fromthe thrust of Luke's question, "What with the rebellion and all." Despite his caution, it seemed to Threepio that he must have given somethingaway, for an almost jawa-like blaze appeared in Luke's eyes. "You know about therebellion against the Empire?" he demanded. "In a way," Threepio confessed reluctantly. "The rebellion was responsible forour coming into your service. We are refugees, you se." He did not add fromwhere.