Friday, November 16, 2007

Mother and Child

Mother and Child
My Sweet Rose painting
Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
wouldn't have forgotten for three whole days that his luggage was at the hotel. He'd have rung up about it, he'd have called for it,or in a supreme fit of absent-mindedness he might have come straight home. Three days'silence. That's what's so inexplicable."
  "If he had an accident –”
  "Yes, Mrs. McCrae, of course that's possible. We can try the hospitals. You say he had plenty of papers on himto identify him? Hm – I think there's only one thing for it."
  Mrs. McCrae looked at him apprehensively.
  "I think, you know," saidthe Archdeacon gently, "that we'vegot to go to the police."

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Mother and Child"

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Mother and Child"

Anonymous said...

"Mother and Child"