American Day Dream

American Day Dream
Biblis painting
Boulevard des Capucines
Charity painting
We proceeded to the top-storey of the house. Two or three times, by the way, I thought I observed in the indistinct light the skirts of a female figure going up before us. As we turned to ascend the last flight of stairs between us and the roof, we caught a full view of this figure pausing for a moment, at a door. Then it turned the handle, and went in. ¡¡¡¡'What's this!' said Martha, in a whisper. 'She has gone into my room. I don't know her!' ¡¡¡¡I knew her. I had recognized her with amazement, for Miss Dartle. ¡¡¡¡I said something to the effect that it was a lady whom I had seen before, in a few words, to my conductress; and had scarcely done so,
oil painting
when we heard her voice in the room, though not, from where we stood, what she was saying. Martha, with an astonished look, repeated her former action, and softly led me up the stairs; and then, by a little back-door which seemed to have no lock, and which she pushed open with a touch, into a small empty garret with a low sloping roof, little better than a