Camille Pissarro paintings

Camille Pissarro paintings
Carl Fredrik Aagard paintings
Tell me about the three Indians you have had at the house today,' says Mr. Franklin, without noticing my question. `It's just possible, Betteredge, that my stranger and your three jugglers may turn out to be pieces of the same puzzle.'
`How do you come to know about the jugglers, sir?' I asked, putting one question on the top of another, which was bad manners, I own. But you don't expect much from poor human nature--so don't expect much from me.
`I saw Penelope at the house,' says Mr. Franklin; `and Penelope told me. Your daughter promised to be a pretty girl, Betteredge, and she has kept her promise. Penelope has got a small ear and a small foot. Did the late Mrs. Betteredge possess those inestimable advantages?'
`The late Mrs. Betteredge possessed a good many defects, sir,' says I. `One of them (if you will pardon my mentioning it) was never keeping to the matter in hand. She was more like a fly than a woman: she couldn't settle on anything.'
`She would just have suited me,' says Mr. Franklin. `I never settle on anything either. Betteredge