Jacques-Louis David paintings

Jacques-Louis David paintings
John Everett Millais paintings
the giant city was throwing out into the country. At last the cab drew up at the third house in a new terrace. None of the other houses were inhabited, and that at which we stopped was as dark as its neighbours, save for a single glimmer in the kitchen-window. On our
-100-knocking, however, the door was instantly thrown open by a Hindoo servant, clad in a yellow turban, white loose-fitting clothes, and a yellow sash. There was something strangely incongruous in this Oriental figure framed in the commonplace doorway of a third-rate suburban dwelling-house.
"The sahib awaits you," said he, and even as he spoke, there came a high, piping voice from some inner room.
"Show them in to me, khitmutgar," it said. "Show them straight in to me." Beside it is written, in very rough and coarse characters, 'The sign of the four -- Jonathan Small, Mahomet Singh, Abdullah Khan, Dost Akbar.' No, I confess that I do not see how this bears