Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee

Christ In The Storm On The Sea Of Galilee
Rembrandt The Jewish Bride
Madonna Litta
madonna with the yarnwinder painting
Turning, Luke looked back over his shoulder and studied the motley collection oftired machines. "It looks like we don't have much of a choice," he called back downto her, "but I'll remind him anyway." She nodded up at him and he turned to rejoin his uncle. Apparently Owen Lars had already come to a decision, having settled on a smallsemi-agricultural robot. This one was similar in shape to Artoo Detoo, save that itsmultiple subsidiary arms were tipped with different functions. At an order it hadstepped out of the line and was wobbling along behind Owen and the temporarilysubdued jawa. Proceeding to the end of the line, the farmer's eyes narrowed as he concentratedon the sand-scoured but still flashy bronze finish of the tall, humanoid Threepio. "I presume you function," he grumbled at the robot. "Do you know customsand protocol?" "Do I know protocol?" Threepio echoed as the farmer looked him up and down.Threepio was determined to embarrass the jawa when it came to selling his abilities."Do I know protocol! Why, it's my primary function. I am also well—" "Don't need a protocol 'droid," the farmer snapped dryly. "I don't blame you, sir," Threepio rapidly agreed. "I couldn't be more inagreement. What could be more of a wasteful luxury in a climate like this? Forsomeone of your interests, sir, a protocol 'droid would be a useless waste of money.No, sir—versatility is my middle name. See Vee Threepio—Vee for versatility—atyour service. I've been programmed for over thirty secondary functions that requireonly…"