Lord Frederick Leighton paintings

Lord Frederick Leighton paintings
Mark Rothko paintings
Montague Dawson paintings
Might as well be there as anywhere. They’re supposed to be good for insomnia too. The servants would like a . They’ve been wearing awfully overworked expressions lately.”
“No sense taking Babs. We could send her to Malfrey.”
“Yes.”
“Angela, I saw the most awful-looking fellow tonight with a sort of beard—here, in the house, a friend of Babs. She called him ‘Charles.’”
“Yes, he’s someone new.”
“What’s his name?”
“I did hear. It sounded like a pack of fox hounds I once went out with. I know—Albrighton.”
“Albright,” cried Basil, the invisible noose tightening. “Albright, by God.”
Angela looked at him with real concern. “You know,” she said, “you really do look rather rum. I think we’d better go to one of those starving places at once.”
And then what had seemed a death-rattle turned into a laugh.
“It was one of Peter’s shirts,” he said, unintelligibly to Angela.