Pierre Auguste Renoir The Boating Party Lunch painting
Douglas Hofmann Model painting
going to leave you for a little while now if you'll excuse me. I must get the cows for Mary Joe. That is one of my daily duties."
When Paul had scampered away to do his "daily duty" Mr. Irving talked to Anne of various matters. But Anne felt that he was thinking of something else underneath all the time. Presently it came to the surface.
"In Paul's last letter he spoke of going with you to visit an old. . . friend of mine. . .Miss Lewis at the stone house in Grafton. Do you know her well?"
"Yes, indeed, she is a very dear friend of mine," was Anne's demure reply, which gave no hint of the sudden thrill that tingled over her from head to foot at Mr. Irving's question. Anne "felt instinctively" that romance was peeping at her around a corner.
Mr. Irving rose and went to the window, looking out on a great, golden, billowing sea
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