Gustav Klimt The Kiss

Gustav Klimt The Kiss
That's never Mr. Sleuth going out?" He turned on his wife, startled. "Why, the poor gentleman'll come to harm - that he will! One has to be wide awake on an evening like this. I hope he hasn't taken any of his money out with him."
"'Tisn't the first time Mr. Sleuth's been out in a fog," said Mrs. Bunting sombrely.
Gustav Klimt The Kiss
Somehow she couldn't help uttering these over-true words. And then she turned, eager and half frightened, to see how Bunting had taken what she said.
But he looked quite placid, as if he had hardly heard her. "We don't get the good old fogs we used to get - not what people used to call 'London particulars.' I expect the lodger feels like Mrs. Crowley - I've often told you about her, Ellen?"
Gustav Klimt The Kiss