Mother and Child

Mother and Child
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Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
They looked at each other with worried faces.
"And here's this pestilential old woman coming to tea. Just when we want to think.
We'll talk things over this evening," said Alfred. "In the meantime, we'll pump the old aunt about Lucy."
So Miss Marple had duly been fetched by Lucy and installed by the fire and she was now smiling up at Alfred as he handed her sandwiches with the approval she always showed towards a good-looking man.
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"Thank you so much…. May I ask…? Oh, egg and sardine, yes, that will be very nice. I'm afraid I'm always rather greedy over my tea. As one gets on, you know… And, of course, at night only a very light meal…. I have to be careful. She turned to her hostess once more. What a beautiful house you have. And so many beautiful things in it. Those bronzes, now, they remind me of some my father bought – at the Paris Exhibition. Really, your grandfather did? In the classical style, aren't they? Very handsome. How delightful for you having your brothers with you? So often families are scattered – India, though I suppose that is all done with now – and Africa - the west coast, such a bad climate."
"Two of my brothers live in London."
"That is very nice for you."