the night watch by rembrandt

the night watch by rembrandt
the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
'But how did you lose the masts?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡'Walk over and examine those lanyards,' he said, pointing to where the mizzen-rigging should have been. ¡¡¡¡'They have been cut with a knife!' I exclaimed. ¡¡¡¡'Not quite,' he laughed. 'It was a neater job. Look again.' ¡¡¡¡I looked. The lanyards had been almost severed, with just enough left to hold the shrouds till some severe strain should be put upon them. ¡¡¡¡'Cooky did that.' He laughed again.
oil paintings 'I know, though I didn't spot him at it. Kind of evened up the score a bit.' ¡¡¡¡'Good for Mugridge!' I cried. ¡¡¡¡'Yes, that's what I thought when everything went over the side. Only I said it on the other side of my mouth.' ¡¡¡¡'But what were you doing while all this was going on?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡'My best, you may be sure, which wasn't much under the circumstances.' ¡¡¡¡I turned to reexamine Thomas Mugridge's work. ¡¡¡¡'I guess I'll sit down and take the sunshine,' I heard Wolf Larsen saying.