flower landscape oil painting

flower landscape oil painting
english landscape painting
impressionist landscape painting
modern landscape painting
The last of the three now said his say, as he put down his empty drinking vessel and smacked his lips. ¡¡¡¡"Ah! So much the worse! A bitter taste it is that such poor cattle always have in their mouths, and hard lives they live, Jacques. Am I right, Jacques?" ¡¡¡¡"You are right, Jacques," was the response of Monsieur Defarge. ¡¡¡¡This third interchange of the Christian name was completed at the moment when Madame Defarge put her toothpick by, kept her eyebrows up, and slightly rustled in her seat. ¡¡¡¡"Hold then! True!" muttered her husband. "Gentlemen- my wife!" ¡¡¡¡The three customers pulled off their hats to Madame Defarge, with three flourishes. She acknowledged their homage by bending her head, and giving them a quick look. Then she glanced in a casual manner round the wine-shop, took up her knitting with great apparent calmness and repose of spirit, and became absorbed in it. ¡¡¡¡"Gentlemen," said her husband, who had kept his bright eye observantly upon her, "good day. The chamber, furnished bachelor-fashion, that you wished to see, and were inquiring for when I stepped out, is on the fifth floor. The doorway of the staircase gives on the little courtyard close to the left here," pointing with his hand, "near to the window of my establishment. But, now that I remember, one of you has already been there, and can show the way. Gentlemen, adieu!" ¡¡¡¡They paid for their wine, and left the place. The eyes of Monsieur Defarge were studying his wife at her knitting when the elderly gentleman advanced from his corner, and begged the favour of a word. ¡¡¡¡"Willingly, sir," said Monsieur Defarge, and quietly stepped with him to the door.