leonardo da vinci last supper painting

leonardo da vinci last supper painting
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leonardo da vinci painting
leonardo da vinci the last supper
Jude was too much affected to go on talking at first; she, too, was now such a mere cluster of nerves that all initiatory power seemed to have left her, and they proceeded through the fog like Acherontic shades for a long while, without sound or gesture. ¡¡¡¡ "I want to tell you," she presently said, her voice now quick, now slow, "so that you may not hear of it by chance. I am going back to Richard. He has--so magnanimously--agreed to forgive all." ¡¡¡¡ "Going back? How can you go----" ¡¡¡¡ "He is going to marry me again. That is for form's sake, and to satisfy the world, which does not see things as they are. But of course I AM his wife already. Nothing has changed that." ¡¡¡¡ He turned upon her with an anguish that was well-nigh fierce. ¡¡¡¡ "But you are my wife! Yes, you are. You know it. I have always regretted that feint of ours in going away and pretending to come back legally marriedoil painting
　, to save appearances. I loved you, and you loved me; and we closed with each other; and that made the marriage. We still love--you as well as I--KNOW it, Sue! Therefore our marriage is not cancelled." ¡¡¡¡ "Yes; I know how you see it," she answered with despairing self-suppression. "But I am going to marry him again, as it would be called by you. Strictly speaking you, too--don't mind my saying it, Jude!--you should take back--Arabella." ¡¡¡¡ "I should? Good God--what next! But how if you and I had married legally, as we were on the point of doing?"