Jack Vettriano Painting

Jack Vettriano Painting
At first she heard nothing, but gradually there stole on her listening ears the sound of someone moving softly about in the room just overhead, that is, in Mr. Sleuth's bedroom. But, try as she might, it was impossible for her to guess what the lodger was doing.
Jack Vettriano Painting
At last she heard him open the door leading out on the little landing. She could hear the stairs creaking. That meant, no doubt, that Mr. Sleuth would pass the rest of the evening in the cheerless room above. He hadn't spent any time up there for quite a long while-in fact, not for nearly ten days. 'Twas odd he chose to-night, when it was so foggy, to carry out an experiment.
Jack Vettriano Painting