Guercino paintings
Henry Peeters paintings
respect of language) to Superintendent See-grave. `One thing,' he said, in conclusion, `is certain. The Diamond is missing out of the drawer in the cabinet. Another thing is next to certain. The marks from the smear on the door must be on some article of dress belonging to somebody in this house. We must discover that article of dress before we go a step further.'
`And that discovery,' remarked my mistress, `implies, I presume, the discovery of the thief?'
`I beg your ladyship's pardon--I don't say the Diamond is stolen. I only say, at present, that the Diamond is missing. The discovery of the stained dress may lead the way to finding it.'
Her ladyship looked at me. `Do you understand this?' she said.
`Sergeant Cuff understands it, my ladSergeant Cuff understands it, my lady,' I answered.
`How do you propose to discover the stained dress?' inquired my mistress, addressing herself once more to the Sergeant. `My good servants, who have been with me for years, have, I am ashamed to say, had their boxes and rooms searched already by the other officer. I can't and won't permit them to be insulted in that way a second timey,' I answered.
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Guercino paintings
Guercino paintings
Howard Behrens paintings
The hottest horse will oft be cool,The dullest will show fire;The friar will often play the fool,The fool will play the friar. –Old Song.–
When the Jester, arrayed in the cowl and frock of the hermit, and having his knotted cord twisted round his middle, stood before the portal of the castle of Front-de-Bœuf, the warder demanded of him his name and errand.
“Pax vobiscum,” answered the Jester. “I am a poor brother of the Order of St. Francis, who come hither to do my office to certain unhappy prisoners now secured within this castle.”
“Thou art a bold friar,” said the warder, “to come hither, where, saving our own drunken confessor, a cock of thy feather hath not crowed these twenty years.”
Howard Behrens paintings
The hottest horse will oft be cool,The dullest will show fire;The friar will often play the fool,The fool will play the friar. –Old Song.–
When the Jester, arrayed in the cowl and frock of the hermit, and having his knotted cord twisted round his middle, stood before the portal of the castle of Front-de-Bœuf, the warder demanded of him his name and errand.
“Pax vobiscum,” answered the Jester. “I am a poor brother of the Order of St. Francis, who come hither to do my office to certain unhappy prisoners now secured within this castle.”
“Thou art a bold friar,” said the warder, “to come hither, where, saving our own drunken confessor, a cock of thy feather hath not crowed these twenty years.”
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