the last supper painting

the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
leonardo da vinci last supper painting
thought you were both in Devonshire," said he. 　　 "Did you?" replied Elinor. 　　 "When do you go back again?" 　　 "I do not know." And thus ended their discourse. 　　 Never had Marianne been so unwilling to dance in her life as she was that evening, and never so much fatigued by the exercise. She complained of it, as they returned to Berkeley street. 　　 "Ay, ay," said Mrs. Jennings, "we know the reason of all that very well: if a certain person, who shall be nameless had been there, you oil painting
　!" cried Marianne. 　　 "So my daughter Middleton told me; for it seems Sir John met him somewhere in the street this morning." 　　 Marianne said no more, but looked exceedingly hurt. Impatient, in this situation, to be doing something that might lead to her sister's relief, Elinor resolved to write the next morning to her mother, and hoped, by awakening her fears