nude oil painting

and no one's heard of him since，and mother's dead，of course，so there'sonly me." "Had your aunt any savings?Any money put by?" "She'd a little in the Savings Bank，sir-enough to bury her proper，that's what she always said.Otherwise she didn't more than just make endsmeet-what with her old devil and all." Poirot nodded thoughtfully.He said-perhaps more to himself than to her: "At present one is in the dark-there is no direction-if things getclearer-"He got up."If I want you
sir，I'm giving in my notice.I don't like thecountry.I satyed here because I fancied it was a comfort to auntie to haveme near by.But now"-again the tears rose in her eyes-"there's no reason Ishould stay，and so I'll go back to London.It's gayer for a girl there." "I wish that，when you do go，you would give me your address.Here is mycard."