Jean Beraud At the Bistro painting

Jean Beraud At the Bistro paintingJean Beraud An Evening Soiree paintingUnknown Artist tango dancers painting
now. I only came up today, and didn’t realize how far the decay had gone. You wouldn’t like to take me out to dinner, would, you?’
We left by the garden door, into the park, and walked in the twilight to the Ritz Grill.
‘You’ve seen Sebastian? He won’t come Home, even now?’ I did not realize till then that she had understood so much. I said so ‘Well, I love him more than anyone,’ she said. ‘It’s sad about Marchers, isn’t it? Do you know they’re going to build a block of flats, and that Rex wanted to take I what he called a “penthouse” at the top. Isn’t it like him? Poor Julia. That was too much for her. He couldn’t understand at all; he thought she would like to keep up with her old Home. Things have all come to an end very quickly, haven’t they? Apparently papa has been terribly in debt for a long time. Selling Marchers has put him straight again and saved I don’t know how much a year in rates