Edward Hopper Painting

Edward Hopper Painting
"Monsieur or Mademoiselle Stangerson had, no doubt, shut it?"
"No doubt."
"You did not ask them?"
After a close scrutiny of the little lavatory and of the staircase leading up to the attic, Rouletabille - to whom we seemed no longer to exist - entered the laboratory. I followed him. It was, I confess, in a state of great excitement. Robert Darzac lost none of my friend's movements. As for me, my eyes were drawn at once to the door of The Yellow Room. It was closed and, as I immediately saw,
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partially shattered and out of commission.
My friend, who went about his work methodically, silently studied the room in which we were. It was large and well-lighted. Two big windows - almost bays - were protected by strong iron bars and looked out upon a wide extent of country. Through an opening in the forest
Edward Hopper Painting