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Tuesday, December 25, 2007

picture of the last supper

she was busying herself with a set of doll's tea-things, that I was not particular about the quality of the beverage. Then Traddles and I played a game or two at cribbage; and Dora singing to the guitar the while, it seemed to me as if our courtship and marriage were a tender dream of mine, and the night when I first listened to her voice were not yet over. ¡¡¡¡When Traddles went away, and I came back into the parlour from seeing him out, my wife planted her chair close to mine, and sat down by my side. 'I am very sorry,' she said. 'Will you try to teach me, Doady?' ¡
¡¡¡'I must teach myself first, Dora,' said I. 'I am as bad as you, love.' ¡¡¡¡'Ah! But you can learn,' she returned; 'and you are a clever, clever man!' ¡¡¡¡'Nonsense, mouse!' said I. ¡¡¡¡'I wish,' resumed my wife, after a long silence, 'that I could have gone down into the country for a whole year, and lived with Agnes!' ¡¡¡¡Her hands were clasped upon my shoulder, and her chin rested on them, and her blue eyes looked quietly into mine.

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picture of the last supper"

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