the last supper painting

Churston，lying as it does between Brixham on the one side and Paigntonand Torquay on the other，occupies a position about half-way round the curveof Torbay.Until about ten years ago it was merely a golf links and below thelinks a green sweep of countryside dropping down to the sea with only afarmhouse or two in the way of human occupation.But of late years there hadbeen big building developments between Churston and Paignton and thecoastline is new dotted with small houses and bungalows，new roads，etc. Sir Carmichael Clarke had purchased a site of some two acres commandingan uninterrupted view of the sea.The house he had built was of moderndesign-a white rectangle that was not unpleasing to the eye.Apart from twobig galleries that housed his collection it was not a large house. Our arrival there took place about 8am.A local police officer had met usat the station and had put us au courant of the situation. Sir Carmichael Clarke，it seemed，had been in the habit of taking a