Lord Frederick Leighton Solitude

Lord Frederick Leighton SolitudeFrancois Boucher Venus Consoling LoveFrancois Boucher The Toilet of Venus
don't expect me to believe you're the Tooth Fairy?' said Susan suspiciously.
She touched the ladder. It felt solid enough.
'Not the,' said the girl. 'A. I'm surprised you don't know that.'
She'd sauntered, B.F.'
'. . . shut up . . . just give the door a push.'
‘It's locked.'
The raven gave her a beady‑eyed look with its head on one side. Then it said: 'That stops you? Oh, well. I'll fetch the key.'
It appeared a moment later and dropped around the corner before Susan asked, 'Why me?'''Cos she can tell,' said a voice behind her. 'Takes one to know one.'She turned. The raven was sitting in a small open window.'You'd better come in,' it said. 'You can meet all sorts, out in that alley.''I already have.'There was a brass plate screwed on the wall besidethe door. It said: 'C V Cheesewaller, DM (Unseen) B. Thau, B.F.'It was the first time Susan had ever heard metal speak.'Simple trick,' said the raven, dismissively. 'It senses you looking at it. Just give–’'C V Cheesewaller, DM (Unseen) B. Thau