Edward Hopper Conference at Night

Edward Hopper Conference at NightEdward Hopper City SunlightEdward Hopper Chair CarEdward Hopper A Woman in the SunUnknown Artist Mary Magdalene at the Tomb
Champot took his arm. 'It's not that bad,' he confided, as he led the unresisting king across the courtyard. 'Better than being alive, in many ways.'
'They must be bloody strange ways, then!' snapped Verence. 'I liked being alive!'
Champot grinned reassuringly. 'You'll soon get used to it,' he said.
'I don't want to get used to it!'
'You've got a strong morphogenic field,' said Champot. 'I can tell. I look for these things. Yes. Very strong, I should say.'
'What's that?'
'I was never very good with words, you know,' said Champot. 'I always found it easier to hit people with something. But I gather it all boils down to how alive you were. When you were alive, I mean. Something called—' he paused – 'animal vitality. Yes, that was it. Animal vitality. The more you had, the more you stay yourself, as it were, if you're a ghost. I expect you were one hundred per cent alive, when you were alive,' he added.
Despite himself, Verence felt flattered. 'I tried to keep myself busy,' he said. They had strolled through the wall into the Great Hall, which was now empty. The sight of the trestle tables triggered an automatic reaction in the kingfish.' He stared at Champot. 'Black pudding,' he whispered.
'You haven't actually got a stomach,' the old ghost pointed out. 'It's all in the mind. Just force of habit. You just think you're hungry.'.'How do we go about getting breakfast?' he said.Champot's head looked surprised.'We don't,' he said. 'We're ghosts.''But I'm hungry!''You're not, you know. It's just your imagination.'There was a clattering from the kitchens. The cooks were already up and, in the absence of any other instructions, were preparing the castle's normal breakfast menu. Familiar smells were wafting up from the dark archway that led to the kitchens.Verence sniffed.'Sausages,' he said dreamily. 'Bacon. Eggs. Smoked
'I think I'm ravenous.'