Van Gogh Painting

Van Gogh Painting
Mr Cust came out of the Regal Cinema and looked up at the sky. A beautiful evening......A really beautiful evening...... A quatation from Browning came into his head. "God's in His heaven.All's right with the world." He had always been fond of that quotation. Only there were times，very often，when he had felt it wasn't true...... He trotted along the street smiling to himself until he came to theBlack Swan where he was staying. He climbed the stairs to his bedroom，a stuffy little room on the secondfloor，giving over a paved inner court and garage. As he entered the room his smile faded suddenly.
Van Gogh Painting
There was a stain on his sleeve near the cuff.He touched ittentatively-wet and red-blood...... His hand dipped into his pocket and brought out something-a long slenderknife.The blade of that，too，was sticky and red...... Mr Cust sat there a long time. Once his eyes shot round the room like those of a hunted animal. His tongue passed feverishly over his lips...... "It isn't my fault，"said Mr Cust. He sounded as though he were arguing with somebody-a schoolboy pleadingto his headmaster. He passed his tongue over his lips again...... Again，tentatively，he felt his coat sleeve. His eyes crossed the room to the wash-basin.
Van Gogh Painting