Marc Chagall Painting

Marc Chagall Painting
For the moment his sporting instincts took a momentary pleasure in thethought...... Inspector Crome rose，taking the letter with him. "The St Leger is a complication，"he allowed."It's unfortunate." He went out.We heard a murmur of voices in the hallway.A minute laterThora Grey entered. She said anxiously: "The inspector told me there is another letter. Where this time?" It was raining outside.Thoran Grey was wearing a black coat and skirtand furs.A little black hat just perched itself on the side of her goldenhead. It was to Franklin Clarke that she spoke and she came right up to himand，with a hand on his arm，waited for his answer.
Marc Chagall Painting
"Doncaster-and on the day of the St Leger." We settled down to a discussion.It went without saying that we allintended to be present，but the race-meeting undoubtedly complicated theplans we had made tentatively beforehand. A feeling of discouragement swept over me.What could this little band ofsix people do，after all，however strong their personal interest in thematter might be?There would be innumerable police，keen-eyed and alert，watching all likely spots.What could six more pairs of eyes do? As though in answer to my thought，Poirot raised his voice.He spokerather like a schoolmaster or a priest.
Marc Chagall Painting