“said Hester at the breakfast table. “Your portrait looks me in the face, as I sit here. Mrs. Hume must have felt that she lived at two different times.” “I expect she no longer saw it,” said Julius. “I can hardly remember when I did so.” “I used to see her turn her eyes on it, Father,” said Rosebery, resting his own eyes on the group of his parents and himself, that Miranda had caused to be executed. “I think it served a purpose for her.” “It is a speaking likeness of all three,” said Hester. “...Does that mean that the subjects might be speaking, Miss Wolsey?” “Well, we know what they might say,” said Julius. “They are not strangers to us.” “Father,” said Rosebery, in a tone of deep concern, leaning forward, “would you like the portrait to be moved elsewhere? Are its suggestions disturbing to you? I would willingly attend to the matter.” “No, no, I no longer see it. And I do not hear the speech. Leave it where it is.” “There is something I have wanted to ask of you.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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