Thomas Gainsborough Mrs Sheridan

Thomas Gainsborough Mrs SheridanSandro Botticelli Venus and MarsJean Beraud La Rue de la Paix
Where was she?’
SHE WAS HIDING IN A CUPBOARD.
‘From a fire?’
Bill Door shrugged.
‘I’m amazed you could find anyone in all that heat and smoke,’ she said.
I SUPPOSE YOU WOULD CALL IT A KNACK.
‘And not a YOU.
‘Where are you going?’
TO THE BARN. THERE ARE THINGS I MUST DO. THERE MAY NOT BE MUCH TIME NOW.
Miss Flitworth stared at the small figure on the bed. She felt far out of her depth, and all she could do was tread water.
‘She just looks as if she’s sleeping,’ she said helplessly. ‘What’s wrong with her?’mark on her.’Bill Door ignored the question in her voice.DID YOU SEND SOMEONE FOR THE APOTHECARY?‘Yes.’HE MUST NOT TAKE ANYTHING AWAY.‘What do you mean?’STAY HERE WHEN HE COMES. YOU MUST NOT TAKE ANYTHING OUT OF THIS ROOM.‘That’s silly. Why should he take anything? What would he want to take?’IT’S VERY IMPORTANT. AND NOW I MUST LEAVE