Edward Hopper Queensborough Bridge

Edward Hopper Queensborough BridgeEdward Hopper House by the RailroadAmedeo Modigliani the Seated Nude
I'm sure we always try to be of help to the community,' said Sendivoge. 'Do come in.'
Cuddy's steel-tipped boots kicked Detritus back into semi-sensibility, and he lumbered after them.
'Why the, erSound commercial venture.'
'I thought you were working on gold.'
'Ah, yes. Of course, you people know all about gold,' said Sendivoge.
'Oh, yes,' said Cuddy, reflecting on the phrase 'you people'.
'The gold,' said Sendivoge, thoughtfully, 'is turning out to be a bit tricky . . .'
'How long have you been trying?'
'Three hundred years.', why the crash helmet, mister?' said Cuddy, as they walked along the corridor. All around them was the sound of hammering. The Guild was usually being rebuilt.Sendivoge rolled his eyes.'Balls,' he said, 'billiard balls, in fact.''I knew a man who played like that,' said Cuddy.'Oh, no. Mr Silverfish is a good shot. That tends rather to be the problem, in fact.'Cuddy looked at the crash helmet again.'It's the ivory, you see.''Ah,' said Cuddy, not seeing, 'elephants?''Ivory without elephants. Transmuted ivory.