leonardo da vinci last supper painting

leonardo da vinci last supper painting
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leonardo da vinci the last supper
¡¡¡¡'Yes, we will, and have some happy days. So you must make haste to get well, my dear.' ¡¡¡¡'Oh, I shall soon do that! I am so much better, you don't know!' ¡¡¡¡ It is evening; and I sit in the same chair, by the same bed, with the same face turned towards me. We have been silent, and there is a smile upon her face. I have ceased to carry my light burden up and down stairs now. She lies here all the day. ¡¡¡¡'Doady!' ¡¡¡¡'My dear Dora!' ¡¡¡¡'You won't think what I am going to say, unreasonable, after what you told me, such a little while ago, of Mr. Wickfield's not being well? I want to see Agnes. Very much I want to see her.' ¡¡¡¡'I will write to her, my dear.' ¡¡¡¡'Will you?' ¡¡¡¡'Directly.' ¡¡¡¡'What a good, kind boy! Doady, take me on your arm. Indeed, my dear, it's
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not a whim. It's not a foolish fancy. I want, very much indeed, to see her!' ¡¡¡¡'I am certain of it. I have only to tell her so, and she is sure to come.' ¡¡¡¡'You are very lonely when you go downstairs, now?' Dora whispers, with her arm about my neck. ¡¡¡¡'How can I be otherwise, my own love, when I see your empty chair?' ¡¡¡¡'My empty chair!' She clings to me for a little while, in silence. 'And you really miss me, Doady?' looking up, and brightly smiling. 'Even poor, giddy, stupid me?' ¡¡¡¡'My heart, who is there upon earth that I could miss so much?'