The Kitchen Maid

The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
the night watch by rembrandt
the Night Watch
Doctor Strong upon his word and honour, whether he'd ever been of this opinion long ago, or not. Come, Mr. Wickfield, sir! Would you be so good as tell us? Yes or no, sir? Come, partner!' ¡¡¡¡'For God's sake, my dear Doctor,' said Mr. Wickfield again laying his irresolute hand upon the Doctor's arm, 'don't attach too much weight to any suspicions I may have entertained.' ¡¡¡¡'There!' cried Uriah, shaking his head. 'What a melancholy confirmation: ain't it? Him! Such an old friend! Bless your soul, when I was nothing but a clerk in his office, Copperfield, I've seen him twenty times, if I've seen him once, quite in a taking about it - quite put out, you know (and very proper in him as a father; I'm sure I can't blame him), to think that Miss Agnes was mixing herself up with what oughtn't to be.' ¡¡¡¡'My dear Strong,' said Mr. Wickfield in a tremulous voice, 'my good friend, I needn't tell you that it
oil paintingdoubts as I have had, through this mistake.' ¡¡¡¡'You have had doubts, Wickfield,' said the Doctor, without lifting up his head. 'You have had doubts.' ¡¡¡¡'Speak up, fellow-partner,' urged Uriah. ¡¡¡¡'I had, at one time, certainly,' said Mr. Wickfield. 'I - God forgive me - I thought YOU had.' ¡¡¡¡'No, no, no!' returned the Doctor, in a tone of most pathetic grief. 'I thought, at one time,' said Mr. Wickfield, 'that you wished to send Maldon abroad to effect a desirable separation.' ¡¡¡¡'No, no, no!' returned the Doctor. 'To give Annie pleasure, by making some provision for the companion of her childhood. Nothing else.'