the last supper

the last supper
! this is practical- this is real!' he cried: 'I should never
dream that. Besides, there is that peculiar voice of hers, so
animating and piquant, as well as soft: it cheers my withered heart;
it puts life into it.- What, Janet! Are you an independent woman? A
rich woman?'
'Quite rich, sir. If you won't let me live with you, I can build
a house of my own close up to your door, and you may come and sit in
my parlour when you want company of an evening.'
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'But as you are rich, Jane, you have now, no doubt, friends who
will look after you, and not suffer you to devote yourself to a
blind lameter like me?'
'I told you I am independent, sir, as well as rich: I am my own
mistress.'
'And you will stay with me?'
'Certainly- unless you object. I will be your neighbour, your
nurse, your housekeeper. I find you lonely: I will be your
companion- to read to you, to walk with you, to sit with you, to
wait on you, to be eyes and hands to you. Cease to look so melancholy,
my dear master; you shall not be left desolate, so long as I live.'
the last supper