Vermeer girl with the pearl earring

Vermeer girl with the pearl earring
virgin of the rocks
Woman with a Parasol
A Greek Beauty
'Something is going to happen- is happening, for that matter. I feel it. Something is coming here, to us. It is coming now. I don't know what, but it is coming.' ¡¡¡¡'Good or bad?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡She shook her head. 'I don't know, but it is there, somewhere.' She pointed toward the sea and wind. ¡¡¡¡'It's a lee shore,' I laughed, 'and I am sure I'd rather be here than arriving a night like this.' ¡¡¡¡'You are not frightened?' I asked, as I stepped to open the door for her. ¡¡¡¡Her eyes looked bravely into mine. ¡¡¡¡'And you feel well? Perfectly well?' I said. ¡¡¡¡'Never better,' was her answer. ¡¡¡¡We talked a little longer before she went. ¡¡¡¡'Good night, Maud,'
oil paintingsI said. 'Good night, Humphrey,' she said. ¡¡¡¡This use of our given names had come about quite as a matter of course, and was as unpremeditated as it was natural. In that moment I could have put my arms around her and drawn her to me. I should certainly have done so out in that world to which we belonged. As it was, the situation stopped there in the only way it could; but I was left alone in my little hut, glowing warmly through and through with a pleasant satisfaction; and I knew that a tie, or a tacit something, existed between us that had not existed before.