Mary Cassatt painting

Mary Cassatt painting
He crept down the stairs...... Still no one.That was luck.He paused at the foot of the stairs.Which waynow? He made up his mind，darted quickly along a passage and out by the doorthat gave into the yard.A couple of chauffeurs were there tinkering withcars and discussing winners and losers. Mr Cust hurried across the yard and out into the street. Round the first corner to the right-then to the left-right again...... Dare he risk the station? Yes-there would be crowds there-special trains-if luck were on his sidehe would do it all right...... If only luck were with him......
Mary Cassatt painting
Inspector Crome was listening to the excited utterances of Mr Leadbetter. "I assure you，inspector，my heart misses a beat when I think of it.Hemust actually have been sitting beside me all through the programme!" Inspector Crome，completely indifferent to the behaviour of MrLeadbetter's heart，said: "Just let me have it quite clear?This man went out towards the close ofthe big picture-""Not a Sparrow-Katherine Royal，"murmured Mr Leadbetterautomatically.
Mary Cassatt painting