Edward Hopper Painting

Edward Hopper Painting
Mr Alexander Bonaparte Cust sat very still.His breakfast lay cold anduntasted on his plate.A newspaper was propped up against the teapot and itwas this newspaper that Mr Cust was reading with avid interest. Suddenly he got up，paced to and fro for a minute，then sank back into achair by the window.He buried his head in his hands with a stifled groan. He did not hear the sound of the opening door.His landlady，Mrs Marbury，stood in the doorway. "I was wondering，Mr Cust，if you'd fancy a nice-why，whatever is it? Aren't you feeling well?" Mr Cust raised his head from his hands. "Nothing.It's nothing at all，Mrs Marbury.I'm not-feeling very well thismorning."
Edward Hopper Painting
Mrs Marbury inspected the breakfast tray. "So I see.You haven't touched your breakfast. Is it your head troubling you again?" "No.At least，yes......I-I just feel a bit out of sorts." "Well，I'm sorry，I'm sure.You'll not be going away today，then?" Mr Cust sprang up abruptly. "No，no.I have to go.It's business. Important.Very important." His hands were shaking.Seeing him so agitated，Mrs Marbury tried tosoothe him. "Well，if you must-you must.Going far this time?" "No.I'm going to"-he hesitated for a minute or two-"Cheltenham."
Edward Hopper Painting