Jack Vettriano Painting

Jack Vettriano Painting
"The Bete du bon Dieu," muttered Daddy Jacques, "the Bete du bon Dieu herself, if she had committed the crime, could not have escaped. Listen! Do you hear it? Hush!"
Daddy Jacques made us a sign to keep quiet and, stretching his arm towards the wail nearest the forest, listened to something which we could not hear.
Jack Vettriano Painting
It's answering," he said at length. "I must kill it. It is too wicked, but it's the Bete du bon Dieu, and, every night, it goes to pray on the tomb of Sainte-Genevieve and nobody dares to touch her, for fear that Mother Angenoux should cast an evil spell on them."
"How big is the Bete du bon Dieu?" Jack Vettriano Painting