It looks a kind of slate colour to me.

Lord! if what you fellows say in your pictures is true, the whole earth must be blazing and burning and glowing and----" Hawker went into a rage.

"Oh, you don't know anything about colour, Hollie.

For heaven's sake, shut up, or I'll smash you with the easel." "Well, I was going to tell you what Grace wrote in her letter.

She said----" "Go on." "Gimme time, can't you?
She said that town was stupid, and that she wished she was back at Hemlock Inn." "Oh! Is that all ?" "Is that all?
I wonder what you expected?
Well, and she asked to be recalled to you." "Yes?
Thanks." "And that's all.