William Bouguereau Birth of Venus Painting

William Bouguereau Birth of Venus Painting
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No matter how ill I am, I've got to do my duty, haven't I?"
A very brief visit inside the Long Barn was, however, quite long enough. Mr. Crackenthorpe shuffled out into the air again with remarkable speed.
"Never saw her before in my life!" he said. "What's it mean? Absolutely disgraceful. It wasn't Florence – I remember now - it was Naples. A very fine specimen. And some fool of a woman has to come and get herself killed in it!"
He clutched at the folds of his overcoat on the left side.
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"Too much for me…. My heart…. Where's Emma? Doctor…."
Doctor Quimper took his arm.
"You'll be all right," he said. "I prescribe a little stimulant. Brandy."
They went back together towards the house.
"Sir. Please, sir."
Inspector Bacon turned. Two boys had arrived, breathless, on bicycles. Their faces were full of eager pleading.
"Please, sir, can we see the body?"
"No, you can't," said Inspector Bacon.
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