Paul Klee's Frying Pan - Part 4

‘ I know two.’ I say, and pointing at him I reel off what I remember.
‘Delectorskya – Russian emigre - raving beauty - one of maestro Matisse’s main helpers – I have a photograph of her…’
He claps as he laughs.
‘So do I – so do I – many in fact.’
I point again grinning. ‘ Iseult Gonne – daughter of Maude – strange half child of the Irish haze - both Yeat’s muses - an orchid in the London smog…’ I burst out laughing at this and so does Dr Franklyn - he knows what I mean.
‘ Excellent, most excellent boyo – and so she was - go on go on’
I’m still laughing. ‘ I can’t – but I have a photograph of Iseult too.’
He responds. ‘ Yes, so do I – but not many unfortunately – very very unfortunately, there is only one of her as a young woman in general existance, and that photograph can break your heart laddy - her young life was difficult y’know and she married in 1920, poor Iseult – and poor Francis Stuart too for that matter – so what about our third contender?’
‘Ok – ummm – but wait a minute - do you mean Francis Stuart the poet?’
‘Yes - the very same - the Third Reich lover himself.’
‘Ok…let's not talk about him - you have me on Adele Hoffentaller, she doesn’t ring a bell – Is this all about your Geneva trip?’