Marc Chagall Painting

Marc Chagall Painting
it was not long before a search-party discoveredhis body.Death was due to a crashing blow with some heavy instrument on theback of the head.An open A B C had been placed face downwards on the deadbody. We arrived at Combeside (as the house was called)at about eight o'clock. The door was opened by an elderly butler whose shaking hands anddisturbed face showed how much the tragedy had affected him. "Good morning，Deveril，"said the police officer. "Good morning，Mr Wells." "These are the gentlemen from London，Deveril." "This way，gentlemen."He ushered us into a long dinning-room wherebreakfast was laid."I'll get Mr Franklin."
Marc Chagall Painting
A minute or two later a big fair-haired man with a sunburnt face enteredthe room. This was Franklin Clarke，the dead man's only brother. He had the resolute competent manner of a man accustomed to meeting withemergencies. "Good morning，gentlemen." Inspector Wells made the introductions. "This is Inspector Crome of the CID，Mr Hercule Poirot and-er-CaptainHayter." "Hastings，"I corrected coldly. Franklin Clarke shook hands with each of us in turn and in each case thehandshake was accompanied by a piercing look. "Let me offer you some breakfast，"he said."We can discuss the positionas we eat."
Marc Chagall Painting