mona lisa painting

mona lisa painting
It's very kind of you to be so concerned about me," he stammered, "but - but, Mrs. Bunting, you must excuse me if I say that I do not welcome such solicitude. I prefer to be left alone. I - I cannot stay in your house if I feel that my comings and goings are watched - spied upon."
She pulled herself together. "No one spies upon you, sir," she said, with considerable dignity. "I've done my best to satisfy you - "
"You have - you have!" he spoke in a distressed, apologetic tone. "But you spoke just now as if you were trying to prevent my doing what I wish to do - indeed, what I have to do. For years I have been misunderstood - persecuted" - he waited a moment, then in a hollow voice added the one word, "tortured! Do not tell me that you are going to add yourself to the number of my tormentors, Mrs. Bunting?"
She stared at him helplessly. "Don't you be afraid I'll ever be that, sir. I only spoke as I did because - well, sir, because I thought it really wasn't safe for a gentleman to go out this afternoon. Why, there's hardly anyone about, though we're so near Christmas."
He walked across to the window and looked out. "The fog is clearing somewhat; Mrs. Bunting," but there was no relief in his voice, rather was there disappointment and dread