John William Waterhouse Gather Ye Rosebuds while ye may

John William Waterhouse Gather Ye Rosebuds while ye mayLeonardo da Vinci Head of ChristJohn Singer Sargent A Dinner Table at NightLord Frederick Leighton Leighton Winding the SkeinWilliam Bouguereau Love Takes Flight
he just waved to me,’ said the sergeant, desperately.
‘So?’
‘Well, it’s not normal for -‘
‘It’s all right, sergeant, ‘ said Windle.
Sergeant Colon sidled closer to the coffin.
‘Didn’t I see you throw yourself into the river last night?’ he said, out of the corner of his mouth.
‘Yes. You were very helpful, ‘ said Windle.
‘And then you threw yourself sort of out again,’ said the sergeant.
‘I’m afraid so.’
‘But you were down there for ages.’
‘Well, it ,’ he volunteered.’It’s all down to involuntary muscular spasms.’ ‘Actually, Senior Wrangler is right,’ said WindlePoons.’I read that somewhere.’
‘Oh.’ Sergeant Colon looked around.’Right, ‘ he said, uncertainly.’Well . . . fair enough, I suppose . . .’
‘OK, we’re done,’ said the Archchancellor, scrambling out of the hole, ‘it’s deep enough. Come on, Windle, down you go.’
‘I really am very touched, you know,’ said Windle, lying back was very dark, you see. I couldn’t find the steps.’Sergeant Colon had to concede the logic of this.‘Well, I suppose you must be dead, then,’ he said. ‘No-one could stay down there who wasn’t dead.’‘This is it,’ Windle agreed. ‘Only why are you waving and talking?’ said Colon.The Senior Wrangler poked his head out of the hole. ‘It’s not unknown for a dead body to move and make noises after death, Sergeant