Alexei Alexeivich Harlamoff paintings

Alexei Alexeivich Harlamoff paintings
Aubrey Beardsley paintings
CONSIDERATION for poor Lady Verinder forbade me even to hint that I had guessed the melancholy truth, before she opened her lips. I waited her pleasure in silence; and, having privately arranged to say a few sustaining words at the first convenient opportunity,felt prepared for any duty that could claim me, no matter how painful it might be.
`I have been seriously ill, Drusilla, for some time past,' my aunt began. `And, strange to say, without knowing it myself.'
I thought of the thousands and thousands of perishing human creatures who were all at that moment spiritually ill, without knowing it themselves. And I greatly feared that my poor aunt might be one of the number. `Yes, dear,' I said, sadly. `Yes.'
`I brought Rachel to London, as you know, for medical advice,' she went on. `I thought it right to consult two doctors.'
Two doctors! And, oh me (in Rachel's state), not one clergyman! `Yes, dear?' I said once more. `Yes?'
`One of the two medical men,' proceeded my aunt, `was a stranger to me. The other had been an old friend of my husband's, and had always