Alphonse Maria Mucha Gismonda

Alphonse Maria Mucha GismondaPierre Auguste Renoir The UmbrellasPierre Auguste Renoir Les baigneuses
she was as bad as him."
"There was a girl, too?" said the priest, trying not to seem too interested.
"Lying filth," spat the red-haired child. "We nearly killed them both, but then there came some women, flying women...” 'go past, because there ain' no one like her in Ci'gazze, not before and not now. She be easy to find."
"Thank you, Angelica," said the priest. "Bless you, my children."
He shouldered his pack, left the and set off through the hot, silent streets"Witches," said Paolo."Witches, and we couldn' fight them. They took them away, the girl and boy. We don' know where they went. But the woman, she came later. We thought maybe she got some kind of knife, to keep the Specters away, all right. And maybe you have, too," she added, lifting her chin to stare at him boldly."I have no knife," said Father Gomez. "But I have a sacred task. Maybe that is protecting me against these, Specters.""Yeah," said the girl, "maybe. Anyway, you want her, she went south, toward the mountains. We don' know where. But you ask anyone, they know if she