Edmund Blair Leighton The End of The Song painting

Edmund Blair Leighton The End of The Song paintingFrank Dicksee Romeo and Juliet paintingJohn Singleton Copley Watson and the Shark painting
inquiry. "And, baba, listen, it is that Gibreel. Gibreel Farishta, who the papers say . . ." her voice trailed off and she chewed, fretfully, at the nails on her left hand.
"Where is he?"
"What to do, I was afraid," Kasturba cried. "I told him, in your father's study, he is waiting there only. But maybe it is better you don't go. Should I call the police? Baapu ré, that such a thing."
_No. Don't call. I'll go see what he wants_.
Gibreel was sitting on Changez's bed with the old lamp in his hands. He was wearing a dirty white kurta-pajama outfit and looked like a man who had been sleeping rough. His eyes were unfocused, lightless, dead. "Spoono," he said wearily, waving the lamp in the direction