Evening Mood painting

Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
　Dr. Weissgarten was at his home. As soon as he heardwho was speaking to him he launched out into a torrent of verbiage consisting mostly ofdisparaging criticism of two papers that had been read at the conference in Lucerne.
　　"Most unsound, that fellow Hogarov," he said, "most unsound. How he gets away with itI don't know! Fellow isn't ascholar at all. Do you know what he actually said?"
　　The Archdeacon sighed and had to be firm with him.Otherwise there was a good chance that the rest of the evening would be spent in listeningto criticism of fellow scholars at the Lucerne Conference. With some reluctance Dr.Weissgarten was pinned down to more personal matters.
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　　"Pennyfather?" hesaid, "Pennyfather? He ought to have been there. Can't think why he wasn't there. Said he was going.Told me so only a week before when I saw him in the Athenaeum."
　　"You mean he wasn't atthe conference at all?"
　　"That's what I've just said. He ought to have been there."
　　"Do you know why he wasn't there? Did he send an excuse?"