mona lisa painting

mona lisa painting
canvas painting
animal painting
painting in oil
a squirrel, busy with its harvesting, ran down a pine close beside him, saw him suddenly and skipped back, scolding so shrilly that Beth looked up, espied the wistful face behind the birches, and beckoned with a reassuring smile. ¡¡¡¡`May I come in, please? or shall I be a bother?' he asked, advancing slowly. ¡¡¡¡Meg lifted her eyebrows, but Jo scowled at her defiantly, and said at once, `Of course you may. We should have asked you before, only we thought you wouldn't care for such a girl's game as this.' ¡¡¡¡`I always liked your games; but if Meg doesn't want me, I'll go away.' ¡¡¡¡`I've no objection, if you do something; it's against the rules to be idle here,' replied Meg, gravely but graciously. ¡¡¡¡`Much obliged; I'll
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do anything if you'll let me stop a bit, for it's as dull as the Desert of Sahara down there. Shall I sew, read, cone, draw, or do all at once? Bring on your bears; I'm ready,' and Laurie sat down, with a submissive expression delightful to behold. ¡¡¡¡`Finish this story while I set my heel,' said Jo, handing him the book. ¡¡¡¡`Yes'm,' was the meek answer, as he began, doing his best to prove his gratitude for the favour of an admission into the `Busy Bee Society'. ¡¡¡¡The story was not a long one, and, when it was finished, he ventured to ask a few questions, as a reward of merit.