Sunday, December 23, 2007

leonardo da vinci painting

leonardo da vinci painting
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"That's just how it was."
"The man had his back to you, you say. So you didn't see his face?"
"No."
"And the woman, you can describe her? Young, old?"
"Youngish. Between thirty and thirty-five, I should think. I couldn't say closer than that."
"Good-looking?"
"That again, I couldn't say. Her face, you see, was all contorted and –"
Miss Marple said quickly:
oil painting
"Yes, yes, I quite understand. How was she dressed?"
"She had on a fur coat of some kind, a palish fur. No hat. Her hair was blonde."
"And there was nothing distinctive that you can remember about the man?"
Mrs. McGillicuddy took a little time to think carefully before she replied.
"He was tallish - and dark, I think. He had a heavy coat on so that I couldn't judge his build very well." She added despondently, “It's not really very much to go on."

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