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leonardo da vinci the last supper
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thomas kinkade gallery Jane," said Mrs. McGillicuddy, as she took an appreciative sip, "you don't think, do you, that I dreamt it, or imagined it?"
"Certainly not," said Miss Marple with warmth.
Mrs. McGillicuddy heaved a sigh of relief.
"That ticket collector," she said, "he thought so. Quite polite, but all the same -"
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"I think, Elspeth, that that was quite natural under the circumstances. It sounded - and indeed was – a most unlikely story. And you were a complete stranger to him. No, I have no doubt at all that you saw what you've told me you saw. It's very extraordinary - but not at all impossible. I recollect myself being interested when a train ran parallel to one in which I was travelling, to notice what a vivid and intimate picture one got of what was going on in one or two of the carriages. A little girl, I remember once, playing with a teddy bear, and suddenly she threw it deliberately at a fat man who was asleep in the corner and he bounced up and looked most indignant, and the other passenger looked so amused. I saw them all quite vividly. I could have described afterwards exactly what they looked like and what they had on."
Mrs. McGillicuddy nodded gratefully.