From Murder at the Vicarage
From Murder at the Vicarage
I paint what I see. I just wish I had not seen so much
Lawrence Redding, the young artist, possessed a brooding intensity that seemed to simmer beneath a veneer of polite detachment. His dark eyes, often shadowed, hinted at a passionate nature struggling against some unseen restraint.
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