Gustav Klimt Painting

Gustav Klimt Painting
In the last four days Bunting had avoided his usual haunts; above all, he had avoided even passing the time of day to his acquaintances and neighbours. He feared, with a great fear, that they would talk to him of a subject which, because it filled his mind to the exclusion of all else, might make him betray the knowledge - no, not knowledge, rather the - the suspicion - that dwelt within him.
Gustav Klimt Painting
But to-day the unfortunate man had a curious, instinctive longing for human companionship - companionship, that is, other than that of his wife and of his daughter.
This longing for a change of company finally led him into a small, populous thoroughfare hard by the Edgeware Road. There were more people there than usual just now, for the housewives of the neighbourhood were doing their Saturday marketing for Sunday. The ex-butler turned into a small old-fashioned shop where he generally bought his tobacco.
Gustav Klimt Painting