the last supper

the last supper
the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
leonardo da vinci last supper painting
with the bad boy who "didn't care", and became food for lions - a grander kind of going to the dogs, I suppose. What old women call the horrors, have been creeping over me from head to foot. I have been afraid of myself.' ¡¡¡¡'You are afraid of nothing else, I think,' said I. ¡¡¡¡'Perhaps not, and yet may have enough to be afraid of too,' he answered. 'Well! So it goes by! I am not about to be hipped again, David; but I tell you, my good fellow, once more, that it would have been well for me (and for more than me) if I had had a steadfast and judicious father!' ¡¡¡¡His face was always full of expression, but I never saw it express such
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　 a dark kind of earnestness as when he said these words, with his glance bent on the fire. ¡¡¡¡'So much for that!' he said, making as if he tossed something light into the air, with his hand. "'Why, being gone, I am a man again," like Macbeth. And now for dinner! If I have not (Macbeth-like) broken up the feast with most admired disorder, Daisy.' ¡¡¡¡'But where are they all, I wonder!' said I. ¡¡¡¡'God knows,' said Steerforth. 'After strolling to the ferry looking for you, I strolled in here and found the place deserted. That set me thinking, and you found me thinking.'