fine art painting landscape

fine art painting landscape
As the concierges spoke, I saw Rouletabille's face cloud over and exhibit disappointment - a disappointment, no doubt, with himself. Evidently he was a little vexed, after having worked so much on the spot, with so minute a study of the people and events at the Glandier, that he had to learn now that Arthur Rance was accustomed to visit the chateau.
"You say that Monsieur Arthur Rance is accustomed to come to the chateau. When did he come here last?"
"We can't tell you exactly," replied Madame Bemier - that was the name of the concierge - "we couldn't know while they were keeping us in prison. Besides, as the gentleman comes to the chateau without passing through our gate he goes away by the way he comes."
"Do you know when he came the first time?"
"Oh yes, Monsieur! - nine years ago."
"He was in France nine years ago, then," said Rouletabille, "and, since that time, as far as you know, how many times has he been at the Glandier?"
"Three times."