Monday, June 2, 2008

Chase Peonies painting

Chase Peonies painting
Knight A Sunny Morning at Beaumont-Le Roger painting
Tissot Too Early painting
Vernet Two Soldiers On Horseback painting
She drooped her head a little lower, and he waited again, intensely hoping for a flash of indignation, or at least a brief cry of denial. None came.
A little travelling clock ticked purringly at her elbow, and a log broke in two and sent up a shower of sparks. The whole hushed and brooding room seemed to be waiting silently with Archer.
``Yes,'' she murmured at length, ``that's what my family tell me.''
He winced a little. ``It's not unnatural -- ''
``Our family,'' she corrected herself; and Archer coloured. ``For you'll be my cousin soon,'' she continued gently.
``I hope so.''
``And you take their view?''
He stood up at this, wandered across the room, stared with void eyes at one of the pictures against the old red damask, and came back irresolutely to her side. How could he say: ``Yes, if what your husband hints is true, or if you've no way of disproving it?''
``Sincerely -- '' she interjected, as he was about to speak.
He looked down into the fire. ``Sincerely, then -- what should you gain that would compensate for the possibility -- the certainty -- of a lot of beastly talk?''
``But my freedom -- is that nothing?''

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