Van Gogh Sunflower

Catherine employed herself in wrapping a handsome book neatly in white paper, and having tied it with a bit of ribband, and addressed it to `Mr Hareton Earnshaw', she desired me to be her ambassadress, and convey the present to its destined recipient.
`And tell him, if he'll take it I'll come and teach him to read it right,' she said; `and, if he refuse it, I'll go upstairs, and never tease him again.'
I carried it, and repeated the message; anxiously watched by my employer. Hareton would not open his fingers, so I laid it on his knee. He did not strike off, either. I returned to my work. Catherine leaned her head and arms on the table, till she heard the slightest rustle of the covering being removed; then she stole away, and quietly seated herself beside her cousin. He trembled, and his face glowed: all his rudeness and all his surly harshness had deserted him: he could not summon courage, at first, to utter a syllable in reply to her questioning look, and her murmured petition.

Van Gogh Sunflower

Revivit is not a dye.In five shades，Ash，Chestnut，Titian，Brown，Black. "Poirot，"I cried."You have dyed your hair!" "Ah，the comprehension comes to you!" "So that's why your hair looks so much blacker that it did last time Iwas back." "Exactly." "Dear me，"I said，recovering from the shock."I
"No，no，indeed，mon ami.That day，I pray the good God，is still faroff.The false moustache!Quel horreur!" He tugged at them vigorously to assure me of their genuine character