Rembrandt The Jewish Bride
Return of the Prodigal Son
Samson And Delilah
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Spring Breeze
objection. For similar reasons I made no allusion to the skirmishing plates upon the floor; or to the disreputable appearance of the castors, which were all at sixes and sevens, and looked drunk; or to the further blockade of Traddles by wandering vegetable dishes and jugs. I could not help wondering in my own mind, as I contemplated the boiled leg of mutton before me, previous to carving it, how it came to pass that our joints of meat were of such extraordinary shapes - and whether our butcher contracted for all the deformed sheep that came into the world; but I kept my reflections to myself. ¡¡¡¡'My love,' said I to Dora, 'what have you got in that dish?' ¡¡¡¡I could not imagine why Dora had been making tempting little faces at me, as if she wanted to kiss me. ¡¡¡¡'Oysters, dear,'
oil paintingsaid Dora, timidly. ¡¡¡¡'Was that YOUR thought?' said I, delighted. ¡¡¡¡'Ye-yes, Doady,' said Dora. ¡¡¡¡'There never was a happier one!' I exclaimed, laying down the carving-knife and fork. 'There is nothing Traddles likes so much!' ¡¡¡¡'Ye-yes, Doady,' said Dora, 'and so I bought a beautiful little barrel of them, and the man said they were very good. But I - I am afraid there's something the matter with them. They don't seem right.' Here Dora shook her head, and diamonds twinkled in her eyes. ¡¡¡¡'They are only opened in both shells,' said I. 'Take the top one off, my love.' ¡¡¡¡'But it won't come off!' said Dora, trying very hard, and looking very much distressed.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
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