Gustav Klimt The Beethoven Frieze painting

Gustav Klimt The Beethoven Frieze paintingGustav Klimt Schloss Kammer Am Attersee II paintingGustav Klimt Portrait of Adele Bloch (gold foil) painting
ask grace for a postponement. I made two attempts on it, bearing the pile of foolscap to an upper room of the club which was known as the library and used by the elder members for sleeping between luncheon and tea. But I found it impossible to take up the story with any interest; I grew peevish about the time sequence, and half inclined to scrap all I had written and start anew; the murderess had had too much luck on the morning of the crime and the police were being unnaturally obtuse; they had reached a stage in the investigation when they must either tumble to the truth within six pages or miss it forever; I could not go on piling up clue and counterplot; why should not the wrong man get hanged for a change or the murderess walk in her sleep and proclaim the whole story? I had gone stale on it. So I went to my publisher and tried to explain.
“I have been for over eight years,” I said, “and am nearing a climacteric.”
“I don’t quite follow,” said Mr. Benwell anxiously.
“I mean a turning point in my .”
“Oh, dear, I hope you’re not thinking of making a contract elsewhere?”
“No, no, I mean that I feel in danger of turning into a stock bestseller.”
“If I may say so in very imminent danger,” said Benwell, and he made me a kind of little bow from the seat of his swivel chair and smirked in the wry people sometimes