My Sweet Rose painting

My Sweet Rose painting
Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
Nude on the Beach
But the minutes passed and there was no Canon. Mrs.McCrae took a deep breath, nerved herself and asked for a call to London. She waited,biting her lips and holding the receiver clamped firmly to her ear.
　　"Bertram's Hotel, at your service," said a voice.
　　"I would like, if you please, to speak to MissGorringe," said Mrs. McCrae.
　　"Just a moment. What name shall I say?"
　　"It's CanonPennyfather's housekeeper. Mrs. McCrae."
　　"Just a moment please."
　　Presently the calm and efficient voice of MissGorringe came through.
　　"Miss Gorringe here. Did you say Canon Pennyfather's housekeeper?"