Jack Vettriano Painting

Jack Vettriano Painting
"It is necessary，Mrs Marbury.I have always been punctual inmy-engagements.People must have-must have confidence in you!When I haveundertaken to do a thing，I carry it through.It is the only way to get onin-in-business." "But if you're ill?" "I am not ill，Mrs Marbury.Just a little worried over-various personalmatters.I slept badly.I am really quite all right." His manner was so firm that Mrs Marbury gathered up the breakfast thingsand reluctantly left the room. Mr Cust dragged out a suitcase from under the bed and began to pack. Pyjamas，sponge-bag，spare collar，leather slippers. Then unlocking a cupboard，he transferred a dozen or so flattishcardboard boxes about ten inches by seven from a shelf to the suitcase.
Jack Vettriano Painting
He just glanced at the railway guide on the table and then left the room，suitcase in hand. Setting it down in the hall，he put on his hat and overcoat.As he did sohe sighed deeply，so deeply that the girl who came out from a room at theside looked at him in concern. "Anything the matter，Mr Cust?" "Nothing，Miss Lily." "You were sighing so!" Mr Cust said abruptly: "Are you at all subject to premonitions，Miss Lily?To presentiments?" "Well，I don't know that I am，really......Of course，there are dayswhen you just feel everything's going wrong，and days when you feeleverything's going right."
Jack Vettriano Painting