A Greek Beauty

A Greek Beauty
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
Gustav Klimt Kiss painting
klimt painting the kiss
His uncle helped himself to the milk pitcher, mumbling his reply around amouthful of food. "The jawas have a tendency to pick up anything that's not tieddown, Luke, but remember, they're basically afraid of their own shadows. To resortto outright theft, they'd have to have considered the consequences of being pursuedand punished. Theoretically, their minds shouldn't be capable of that. What makesyou think the 'droid is stolen?" "For one thing, it's in awfully good shape for a discard. It generated ahologram recording while I was cleaning—" Luke tried to conceal his horror at theslip. He added hastily. "But that's not important. The reason I think it might bestolen is because it claims to be the property of someone it calls Obi-wan Kenobi." Maybe something in the food, or perhaps the milk, caused Luke's uncle to gag.Then again, it might have been an expression of disgust, which was Owen's way ofindicating his opinion of that peculiar personage. In any case, he continued eatingwithout looking up at his nephew. Luke pretended the display of graphic dislike had never happened. "I thought,"he continued determinedly, "it might have meant old Ben. The first name is different,but the last is identical." When his uncle steadfastly maintained his silence, Luke prompted him directly."Do you know who he's talking about, Uncle Owen?" Surprisingly, his uncle looked uncomfortable instead of angry. "It's nothing,"he mumbled, still not meeting Luke's gaze. "A name from another time." Hesquirmed nervously in his seat. "A name that can only mean trouble." Luke refused to heed the implied warning and pressed on. "Is it someonerelated to old Ben, then? I didn't know he had any relatives."