The Three Ages of Woman

The Three Ages of Woman
The Virgin and Child with St Anne
The Water lily Pond
Venus and Cupid
"Ah, dear Jude; that's because you are like a totally deaf man observing people listening to music. You say 'What are they regarding? Nothing is there.' But something is." ¡¡¡¡ "That is a hard saying from you; and not a true parallel! You threw off old husks of prejudices, and taught me to do it; and now you go back upon yourself. I confess I am utterly stultified in my estimate of you." ¡¡¡¡ "Dear friend, my only friend, don't be hard with me! I can't help being as I am, I am convinced I am right--that I see the light at last. But oh, how to profit by it!" ¡¡¡¡ They walked along a few more steps till they were outside the building and she had returned the key. "Can this be the girl," said Jude when she came back, feeling a slight renewal of elasticity now that he was in the open street; "can this be the girl who brought the pagan deities into this most Christian city?-- who mimicked Miss Fontover when she crushed them with her heel?-- quoted Gibbon, and Shelley, and Mill? Where are dear Apollo, and dear Venus now!" ¡¡¡¡ "Oh don't, don't be so cruel to me, Jude, and I so unhappy!" she sobbed. "I can't bear it! I was in error--I cannot reason with you. I was wrong--proud