Monday, June 2, 2008

Rivera The Flower Seller, 1942 painting

Rivera The Flower Seller, 1942 painting
Bouguereau Evening Mood painting
Bouguereau The Wave painting
Cabanel The Birth of Venus painting
The one thing he had not counted on, in entering Madame Olenska's hall, was to find hats and overcoats there. Why had she bidden him to come early if she was having people to dine? On a closer inspection of the garments besides which Nastasia was laying his own, his resentment gave way to curiosity. The overcoats were in fact the very strangest he had ever seen under a polite roof; and it took but a glance to assure himself that neither of them belonged to Julius Beaufort. One was a shaggy yellow ulster of ``reach-me-down'' cut, the other a very old and rusty cloak with a cape -- something like what the French called a
-155-"Macfarlane.'' This garment, which appeared to be made for a person of prodigious size, had evidently seen long and hard wear, and its greenish-black folds gave out a moist sawdusty smell suggestive of prolonged sessions against bar-room walls. On it lay a ragged grey scarf and an odd felt hat of semiclerical shape.
Archer raised his eyebrows enquiringly at Nastasia, who raised hers in return with a fatalistic ``Già!'' as she threw open the drawing-room door.

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