The Lady of Shalott

The Lady of Shalott
the night watch by rembrandt
the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
at last?" he inquired. ¡¡¡¡ "Why? Do I look like your father's wife?" ¡¡¡¡ "Well, yes; 'cept he seems fond of you, and you of him. Can I call you Mother?" ¡¡¡¡ Then a yearning look came over the child and he began to cry. Sue thereupon could not refrain from instantly doing likewise, being a harp which the least wind of emotion from another's heart could make to vibrate as readily as a radical stir in her own. ¡¡¡¡ "You may call me Mother, if you wish to, my poor dear!" she said, bending her cheek against his to hide her tears. ¡¡¡¡ "What's this round your neck?" asked Jude with affected calmness. ¡¡¡¡ "The key of my box that's at the station." ¡¡¡¡ They bustled about and got him some supper, and made him up a temporary bed, where he soon fell asleep. Both went and looked at him as he lay. ¡¡¡¡ "He called you Mother two or three times before he dropped off," murmured Jude. "Wasn't it odd that he should have wanted to!"