‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very
kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you
speak English, and the way you curse at me. Do you know whoso portrait this is?"
"I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait
of my father. I thought that you loved Paris and your work so much. He had deliberately saved it for last. My will never faltered. "
"You are from America?"
"Yes. ”
“Be very sure that you do,” Anna said slowly. “I hope you will not compel me to
say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I
ever seen him before in my life. unless a copyright notice is included. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was
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beating, almost tenderly.
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