pop art painting

"What I would really like –” Miss Marple hesitated.
　　"Yes?"
　　"I dare say you will think it rather silly of me."
　　"No, I'm sure I shan't. (Where did the old dear want to go?)"
　　"I would really like to go to Bertram's Hotel – in London."
　　"Bertram's Hotel? The name was vaguely familiar."
　　Words came from Miss Marple in a rush.
　　"I stayed there once – whenI was fourteen. With my uncle and aunt, Uncle Thomas, that was, he was Canon of Ely. And I've never forgotten it. If I could stay there – aweek would be quite enough – two weeks might be too expensive."Oh, that's all right.Of course you shall go. I ought to have thought that you might want to go to London –the shops and everything. We'll fix it up –if Bertram's Hotel still exists. So many hotels have vanished,sometimes bombed in the war and sometimes just given up."