Henri Matisse Painting

Henri Matisse Painting
Marry, "tis done-a goodly piece of work, too, and wrought with expedition. Now will I wake him, apparel him, pour for him, feed him, and then will we hie us to the mart by the Tabard inn in Southwark and-be pleased to rise, my liege!-he answereth not-what ho, my liege!-of a truth must I profane his sacred person with a touch, sith his slumber is deaf to speech. What!"
He threw back the covers-the boy was gone!
Henri Matisse Painting
He stared about him in speechless astonishment for a moment; noticed for the first time that his ward's ragged raiment was also missing, then he began to rage and storm, and shout for the inn-keeper. At that moment a servant entered with the breakfast.
"Explain, thou limb of Satan, or thy time is come! "roared the man of war, and made so savage a spring toward the waiter that this latter could not find his tongue, for the instant, for fright and surprise. "Where is the boy?"
Henri Matisse Painting