Naiade oil painting

Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
Nude on the Beach
One Moment in Time
'You will wait and see papa,' said Agnes, cheerfully, 'and pass the day with us? Perhaps you will sleep in your own room? We always call it yours.' ¡¡¡¡I could not do that, having promised to ride back to my aunt's at night; but I would pass the day there, joyfully. ¡¡¡¡'I must be a prisoner for a little while,' said Agnes, 'but here are the old books, Trotwood, and the old music.' ¡¡¡¡'Even the old flowers are here,' said I, looking round; 'or the old kinds.' ¡¡¡¡'I have found a pleasure,' returned Agnes, smiling, 'while you have been absent, in keeping everything as it used to be when we were children. For we were very happy then, I think.' ¡¡¡¡'Heaven knows we were!' said I. ¡
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¡¡¡'And every little thing that has reminded me of my brother,' said Agnes, with her cordial eyes turned cheerfully upon me, 'has been a welcome companion. Even this,' showing me the basket-trifle, full of keys, still hanging at her side, 'seems to jingle a kind of old tune!' ¡¡¡¡She smiled again, and went out at the door by which she had come. ¡¡¡¡It was for me to guard this sisterly affection with religious care. It was all that I had left myself, and it was a treasure. If I once shook the foundations of the sacred confidence and usage, in virtue of which it was given to me, it was lost, and could never be recovered. I set this steadily before myself. The better I loved her, the more it behoved me never to forget it.