monet oil painting

monet oil painting
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Is he alone?" the latter whispered. ¡¡¡¡"Alone! God help him, who should be with him!" said the other, in the same low voice. ¡¡¡¡"Is he always alone, then?" ¡¡¡¡"Yes." ¡¡¡¡"Of his own desire?" ¡¡¡¡"Of his own necessity. As he was, when I first saw him after they found me and demanded to know if I would take him, and, at my peril be discreet- as he was then, so he is now." ¡¡¡¡"He is greatly changed?" ¡¡¡¡"Changed!" ¡¡¡¡The keeper of the wine-shop stopped to strike the wall with his hand, and mutter a tremendous curse.
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No direct answer could have been half so forcible. Mr. Lorry's spirits grew heavier and heavier, as he and his two companions ascended higher and higher. Such a staircase, with its accessories, in the older and more crowded parts of Paris, would be bad enough now; but, at that time, it was vile indeed to unaccustomed and unhardened senses. Every little habitation within the great foul nest of one high building- that is to say, the room or rooms within every door that opened on the general staircase- left its own heap of refuse on its own landing, besides flinging other refuse from its own windows. The uncontrollable and hopeless mass