Henri Rousseau Merry JestersHenri Rousseau Exotic LandscapeHenri Rousseau Exotic Landscape 1908
back door of the van swung open and a policeman stepped out. Without his helmet he looked very young, and the streetlight under the dense green of the leaves above shone full on his face.
"Could I the rucksack off her back to get at her purse. Among the items she had taken from the drawer in the laboratory was an expired library card of Oliver Payne's. Fifteen minutes' work at her kitchen table and the photograph from her own passport had produced something she hoped would pass for genuine. The policeman took the laminated card and looked at it closely.
"'Dr. Olive Payne,'" he read. "Do you happen to know a Dr. Mary Maloneask where you're going, madam?" he said."Into that tent.""I'm afraid you can't, madam. I've got orders not to let anyone near it.""Good," she said. "I'm glad they've got the place protected. But I'm from the Department of Latrom asked us to make a preliminary survey and then report back before they look at it properly. It's important that it's done now while there aren't many people around. I'm sure you understand the reasons for that.""Well, yes," he said. "But have you got anything to show who you are?""Oh, sure," she said, and swung
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