chinese flower painting

chinese flower painting
famous painting flower
painting flower pot
flower garden painting
¡¡¡¡ He found the way to the little lane, and knocked at the door of Jude's house. Jude had just retired to bed, and Sue was about to enter her chamber adjoining when she heard the knock and came down. ¡¡¡¡ "Is this where Father lives?" asked the child. ¡¡¡¡ "Who?" ¡¡¡¡ "Mr. Fawley, that's his name." ¡¡¡¡ Sue ran up to Jude's room and told him, and he hurried down as soon as he could, though to her impatience he seemed long. ¡¡¡¡ "What--is it he--so soon?" she asked as Jude came. ¡¡¡¡ She scrutinized the child's features, and suddenly went away into the little sitting-room adjoining. Jude lifted the boy to a level with himself, keenly regarded him
oil paintingwith gloomy tenderness, and telling him he would have been met if they had known of his coming so soon, set him provisionally in a chair whilst he went to look for Sue, whose supersensitiveness was disturbed, as he knew. He found her in the dark, bending over an arm-chair. He enclosed her with his arm, and putting his face by hers, whispered, "What's the matter?" ¡¡¡¡ "What Arabella says is true--true! I see you in him!" ¡¡¡¡ "Well: that's one thing in my life as it should be, at any rate." ¡¡¡¡ "But the other half of him is--SHE! And that's what I can't bear! But I ought to--I'll try to get used to it; yes, I ought!"