american landscape painting

american landscape painting
english landscape painting
impressionist landscape painting
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"Why did you say that, dear? I suppose she wanted a headstone. Was she in mourning?" ¡¡¡¡ "No. She wasn't in mourning, and she didn't want a headstone; and I thought you couldn't see her." Sue looked critically and imploringly at him. ¡¡¡¡ "But who was she? Didn't she say?" ¡¡¡¡ "No. She wouldn't give her name. But I know who she was--I think I do! It was Arabella!" ¡¡¡¡ "Heaven save us! What should Arabella come for? What made you think it was she?" ¡¡¡¡ "Oh, I can hardly tell. But I know it was! I feel perfectly certain it was--by the light in her eyes as she looked at me. She was a fleshy, coarse woman." ¡¡¡¡ "Well--I should not have called Arabella coarse exactly, except in speech, though she may be getting so by this time under the duties of the public house. She was
oil painting rather handsome when I knew her." "Handsome! But yes!--so she is!" ¡¡¡¡ "I think I heard a quiver in your little mouth. Well, waiving that, as she is nothing to me, and virtuously married to another man, why should she come troubling us?" ¡¡¡¡ "Are you sure she's married? Have you definite news of it?" ¡¡¡¡ "No--not definite news. But that was why she asked me to release her. She and the man both wanted to lead a proper life, as I understood." ¡¡¡¡ "Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!" cried Sue, covering her eyes with her hand. "And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen, whatever she may have come for. You could not possibly see her, could you?"