Spring Breeze

Spring Breeze
Spring Breeze
Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
He stepped out of the companionway and came up to me. ¡¡¡¡'Put down that gun. I want to ask you some questions. I haven't had a chance to look around yet. What place is this? How is the Ghost lying? How did you get wet? Where's Maud?- I beg your pardon- Miss Brewster; or should I say "Mrs. Van Weyden"?' ¡¡¡¡I had backed away from him, almost weeping at my inability to shoot him, but not fool enough to put down the gun.
oil paintingsI hoped desperately that he might commit some hostile act, attempt to strike me or choke me; for in such way only I knew I could be stirred to shoot. ¡¡¡¡'This is Endeavor Island,' I said. ¡¡¡¡'Never heard of it,' he broke in. ¡¡¡¡'At least, that's our name for it,' I amended. ¡¡¡¡'"Our"?' he queried. 'Who's "our"?' ¡¡¡¡'Miss Brewster and myself. And the Ghost is lying, as you can see for yourself, bow on to the beach.'