van gogh sunflower

van gogh sunflower
Meanwhile, Daisy had let go her hold of her father. With Chandler in delighted attendance, she bad moved away to the farther end of the great room, and now she was bending over yet another glass case. "Whatever are those little bottles for?" she asked wonderingly.
There were five small phials, filled with varying quantities of cloudy liquids.
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"They're full of poison, Miss Daisy, that's what they are. There's enough arsenic in that little whack o' brandy to do for you and me - aye, and for your father as well, I should say."
"Then chemists shouldn't sell such stuff," said Daisy, smiling. Poison was so remote from herself, that the sight of these little bottles only brought a pleasant thrill.
van gogh sunflower