Dance Me to the End of Love
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You decided to leave your husband?" "Yes." "Continue,madame." Nadine said in a lower voice: "Having once made my decision,I wanted to -to establish it as soon aspossible.I walked home to the camp by myself.My mother-in-law was sittingalone,there was no one about,and I decided to break the news to her there andthen.I got a chair -sat down by her and told her abruptly what I had decided." "She was surprised?" "Yes,I am afraid it was a great shock to her.She was both surprised andangry
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-very angry.She -she worked herself into quite a state about it!PresentlyI refused to discuss the matter any longer.I got up and walked away."Her voicedropped."I -I never saw her again alive." Poirot nodded his head slowly.He said: "I see." Then he said: "You think her death was the result of the shock?" "It seems to me almost certain.You see,she had already over-exerted herselfconsiderably getting to this place.My news,and her anger at it,would do therest......I feel additionally guilty because I have had a certain amount oftraining in illness and so I,more than anyone else,ought to have realized thepossibility of such a thing happening." Poirot sat in silence for some minutes,then he said:
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Sunday, December 9, 2007
Dance Me to the End of Love
Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
¡¡¡¡We were welcomed by a very civil woman in a white apron, whom I had seen curtseying at the door when I was on Ham's back, about a quarter of a mile off. Likewise by a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on, who wouldn't let me kiss her when I offered to, but ran away and hid herself. By and by, when we had dined in a sumptuous manner off boiled dabs, melted butter, and potatoes, with a chop for me, a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty 'Lass', and gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, from the general propriety of her conduct, that he was her brother; and so he turned out - being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty, the master of the house. ¡¡¡¡'Glad to see you, sir,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'You'll find us rough, sir, but you'll find us ready.' ¡¡¡¡I thanked him, and replied that I was sure
oil painting I should be happy in such a delightful place. ¡¡¡¡'How's your Ma, sir?' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Did you leave her pretty jolly?' ¡¡¡¡I gave Mr. Peggotty to understand that she was as jolly as I could wish, and that she desired her compliments - which was a polite fiction on my part. ¡¡¡¡'I'm much obleeged to her, I'm sure,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Well, sir, if you can make out here, fur a fortnut, 'long wi' her,' nodding at his sister, 'and Ham, and little Em'ly, we shall be proud of your company.' ¡¡¡¡Having done the honours of his house in this hospitable manner, Mr. Peggotty went out to wash himself in a kettleful of hot water, remarking that 'cold would never get his muck off'. He soon returned, greatly improved in appearance; but so rubicund, that I couldn't help thinking his face had this in common with the lobsters, crabs, and crawfish, - that it went into the hot water very black, and came out very red.
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
¡¡¡¡We were welcomed by a very civil woman in a white apron, whom I had seen curtseying at the door when I was on Ham's back, about a quarter of a mile off. Likewise by a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on, who wouldn't let me kiss her when I offered to, but ran away and hid herself. By and by, when we had dined in a sumptuous manner off boiled dabs, melted butter, and potatoes, with a chop for me, a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty 'Lass', and gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, from the general propriety of her conduct, that he was her brother; and so he turned out - being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty, the master of the house. ¡¡¡¡'Glad to see you, sir,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'You'll find us rough, sir, but you'll find us ready.' ¡¡¡¡I thanked him, and replied that I was sure
oil painting I should be happy in such a delightful place. ¡¡¡¡'How's your Ma, sir?' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Did you leave her pretty jolly?' ¡¡¡¡I gave Mr. Peggotty to understand that she was as jolly as I could wish, and that she desired her compliments - which was a polite fiction on my part. ¡¡¡¡'I'm much obleeged to her, I'm sure,' said Mr. Peggotty. 'Well, sir, if you can make out here, fur a fortnut, 'long wi' her,' nodding at his sister, 'and Ham, and little Em'ly, we shall be proud of your company.' ¡¡¡¡Having done the honours of his house in this hospitable manner, Mr. Peggotty went out to wash himself in a kettleful of hot water, remarking that 'cold would never get his muck off'. He soon returned, greatly improved in appearance; but so rubicund, that I couldn't help thinking his face had this in common with the lobsters, crabs, and crawfish, - that it went into the hot water very black, and came out very red.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Dance Me to the End of Love
Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
¡¡¡¡ "MY dear Lizzy, where can you have been walking to?" was a question which Elizabeth received from Jane as soon as she entered their room, and from all the others when they sat down to table. She had only to say in reply, that they had wandered about, till she was beyond her own knowledge. She coloured as she spoke; but neither that, nor any thing else, awakened a suspicion of the truth. ¡¡¡¡The evening passed quietly, unmarked by any thing extraordinary. The acknowledged lovers talked and laughed, the unacknowledged were silent. Darcy was not of a disposition in which happiness overflows in mirth; and Elizabeth, agitated and confused, rather knew that she was happy than felt herself to be so; for, besides the immediate embarrassment, there were other evils before her. She anticipated what would be felt in the family when her situation became known; she was aware that no one liked him but Jane; and even feared that with the others it was a dislike which not all his fortune and consequence might do away. ¡¡¡¡At night she opened her heart to Jane. Though suspicion was very far from Miss Bennet's general habits, she was absolutely incredulo
oil paintingus here. ¡¡¡¡"You are joking, Lizzy. This cannot be! -- engaged to Mr. Darcy! No, no, you shall not deceive me. I know it to be impossible." ¡¡¡¡"This is a wretched beginning indeed! My sole dependence was on you; and I am sure nobody else will believe me, if you do not. Yet, indeed, I am in earnest. I speak nothing but the truth. He still loves me, and we are engaged." ¡¡¡¡Jane looked at her doubtingly. "Oh, Lizzy! it cannot be. I know how much you dislike him."
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
¡¡¡¡ "MY dear Lizzy, where can you have been walking to?" was a question which Elizabeth received from Jane as soon as she entered their room, and from all the others when they sat down to table. She had only to say in reply, that they had wandered about, till she was beyond her own knowledge. She coloured as she spoke; but neither that, nor any thing else, awakened a suspicion of the truth. ¡¡¡¡The evening passed quietly, unmarked by any thing extraordinary. The acknowledged lovers talked and laughed, the unacknowledged were silent. Darcy was not of a disposition in which happiness overflows in mirth; and Elizabeth, agitated and confused, rather knew that she was happy than felt herself to be so; for, besides the immediate embarrassment, there were other evils before her. She anticipated what would be felt in the family when her situation became known; she was aware that no one liked him but Jane; and even feared that with the others it was a dislike which not all his fortune and consequence might do away. ¡¡¡¡At night she opened her heart to Jane. Though suspicion was very far from Miss Bennet's general habits, she was absolutely incredulo
oil paintingus here. ¡¡¡¡"You are joking, Lizzy. This cannot be! -- engaged to Mr. Darcy! No, no, you shall not deceive me. I know it to be impossible." ¡¡¡¡"This is a wretched beginning indeed! My sole dependence was on you; and I am sure nobody else will believe me, if you do not. Yet, indeed, I am in earnest. I speak nothing but the truth. He still loves me, and we are engaged." ¡¡¡¡Jane looked at her doubtingly. "Oh, Lizzy! it cannot be. I know how much you dislike him."
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Dance Me to the End of Love
Dance Me to the End of Love
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
¡¡¡¡"This will not do," said Elizabeth. "You never will be able to make both of them good for any thing. Take your choice, but you must be satisfied with only one. There is but such a quantity of merit between them; just enough to make one good sort of man; and of late it has been shifting about pretty much. For my part, I am inclined to believe it all Mr. Darcy's, but you shall do as you chuse." ¡¡¡¡It was some time, however, before a smile could be extorted from Jane. ¡¡¡¡"I do not know when I have been more shocked," said she. "Wickham so very bad! It is almost past belief. And poor Mr. Darcy! dear Lizzy, only consider what he must have suffered. Such a disappointment! and with the knowledge of your ill opinion too! and having to relate such a thing of his sister! It is really too distressing. I am sure you must feel it so." ¡¡¡¡"Oh! no, my regret and compassion are all done away by seeing you so full of both. I know you will do him such ample justice, that I am growing every moment more unconcerned and indifferent. Your profusion makes me saving; and if you lament over him much longer, my heart will be as light as a feather." ¡¡¡¡"Poor Wickham; there is such an expression of goodness in his countenance! such an openness and gentleness in his manner." ¡¡¡¡"There certainly was some great mismanagement in the education of those two young men. One has got all the goodness, and the other all the appearance of it." ¡¡¡¡"I never thought Mr. Darcy so deficient in the appearance of it as you used to do."
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
¡¡¡¡"This will not do," said Elizabeth. "You never will be able to make both of them good for any thing. Take your choice, but you must be satisfied with only one. There is but such a quantity of merit between them; just enough to make one good sort of man; and of late it has been shifting about pretty much. For my part, I am inclined to believe it all Mr. Darcy's, but you shall do as you chuse." ¡¡¡¡It was some time, however, before a smile could be extorted from Jane. ¡¡¡¡"I do not know when I have been more shocked," said she. "Wickham so very bad! It is almost past belief. And poor Mr. Darcy! dear Lizzy, only consider what he must have suffered. Such a disappointment! and with the knowledge of your ill opinion too! and having to relate such a thing of his sister! It is really too distressing. I am sure you must feel it so." ¡¡¡¡"Oh! no, my regret and compassion are all done away by seeing you so full of both. I know you will do him such ample justice, that I am growing every moment more unconcerned and indifferent. Your profusion makes me saving; and if you lament over him much longer, my heart will be as light as a feather." ¡¡¡¡"Poor Wickham; there is such an expression of goodness in his countenance! such an openness and gentleness in his manner." ¡¡¡¡"There certainly was some great mismanagement in the education of those two young men. One has got all the goodness, and the other all the appearance of it." ¡¡¡¡"I never thought Mr. Darcy so deficient in the appearance of it as you used to do."
Friday, November 9, 2007
Dance Me to the End of Love
Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
MARIANNE, who had never much toleration for any thing like impertinence, vulgarity, inferiority of parts, or even difference of taste from herself, was at this time particularly ill-disposed, from the state of her spirits, to be pleased with the Misses Steele, or to encourage their advances; and to the invariable coldness of her behaviour towards them, which checked every endeavour at intimacy on their side, Elinor principally attributed that preference of herself which soon became evident in the manners of both, but especially of Lucy, who missed no opportunity of engaging her in conversation, or of striving to improve their acquaintance by an easy and frank communication of her sentiments. Lucy was naturally clever; her remarks were often just and amusing; and as a companion for half an hour Elinor frequently found her agreeable; but her powers had received no aid from education: she was ignorant and illiterate
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
MARIANNE, who had never much toleration for any thing like impertinence, vulgarity, inferiority of parts, or even difference of taste from herself, was at this time particularly ill-disposed, from the state of her spirits, to be pleased with the Misses Steele, or to encourage their advances; and to the invariable coldness of her behaviour towards them, which checked every endeavour at intimacy on their side, Elinor principally attributed that preference of herself which soon became evident in the manners of both, but especially of Lucy, who missed no opportunity of engaging her in conversation, or of striving to improve their acquaintance by an easy and frank communication of her sentiments. Lucy was naturally clever; her remarks were often just and amusing; and as a companion for half an hour Elinor frequently found her agreeable; but her powers had received no aid from education: she was ignorant and illiterate
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