Horace Vernet paintings

Horace Vernet paintings
Ivan Constantinovich Aivazovsky paintings
recognized in her the lady of Meung, of Calais, whom his persecutor, the man with the scar, had saluted by the name of milady.
The sermon over, the solicitor’s wife advanced toward the font of holy water. Porthos went before her, and instead of a finger, dipped his whole hand in.
“Eh, Monsieur Porthos, you don’t offer me any holy water?”
Porthos, at the sound of her voice, started like a man awakening from a sleep of a hundred years.
“Ma—madame!” cried he, “is that you? How is your husband, our dear Monsieur Coquenard? Is he still as stingy as ever? Where can my eyes have been not to have perceived you during the two hours the sermon has lasted?”
“I was within two paces of you, sir,” replied the solicitor’s wife; “but you did not perceive me, because you had eyes only for the pretty lady.”