african abstract painting

Still thinking about this he arrived at the desk andwas pleasantly greeted by Miss Gorringe the receptionist. Miss Gorringe was an old friend.She knew every one of the clientele and, like Royalty, never forgot a face. She lookedfrumpy but respectable. Frizzled yellowish hair (old-fashioned tongs, it suggested), blacksilk dress, a high bosom on which reposed a large gold locket and a cameo brooch.
　　"Number fourteen," saidMiss Gorringe. "I think you had fourteen last time, ColonelLuscombe, and liked it. it's quiet."
　　"How you always manage to remember these things, Ican't imagine, Miss Gorringe."
　　"We like to make our old friends comfortable."
　　"Takes me back a long way, coming in here. Nothingseems to have changed."