Sunday, January 6, 2008

oil paintings

oil paintings
landscape oil painting
original oil painting
flower oil painting
Nor was he; but, he had been expected with Monseigneur. ¡¡¡¡"Ah! It is not probable he will arrive to-night; nevertheless, leave the table as it is. I shall be ready in a quarter of an hour." ¡¡¡¡In a quarter of an hour Monseigneur was ready, and sat down alone to his sumptuous and choice supper. His chair was opposite to the window, and he had taken his soup, and was raising his glass of Bordeaux to his lips, when he put it down. ¡¡¡¡"What is that?" he calmly asked, looking with attention at the horizontal lines of black and stone colour. ¡¡
oil painting
¡¡"Monseigneur? That?" ¡¡¡¡"Outside the blinds. Open the blinds." ¡¡¡¡It was done. ¡¡¡¡"Well?" ¡¡¡¡"Monseigneur, it is nothing. The trees and the night are all that are here." ¡¡¡¡The servant who spoke, had thrown the blinds wide, had looked out into the vacant darkness, and stood with that blank behind him, looking round for instructions. ¡¡¡¡"Good," said the imperturbable master. "Close them again."

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