leonardo da vinci last supper painting

leonardo da vinci last supper painting
I understood her very well, for I had been accustomed to the fluent
tongue of Madame Pierrot.
'I wish,' continued the good lady, 'you would ask her a question or
two about her parents: I wonder if she remembers them?'
'Adele,' I inquired, 'with whom did you live when you were in
that pretty clean town you spoke of?'
'I lived long ago with mama; but she is gone to the Holy Virgin.
Mama used to teach me to dance and sing, and to say verses. A great
many gentlemen and ladies came to see mama, and I used to dance before
them, or to sit on their knees and sing to them: I liked it. Shall I
leonardo da vinci last supper painting
let you hear me sing now?'
She had finished her breakfast, so I permitted her to give a
specimen of her accomplishments. Descending from her chair, she came
and placed herself on my knee; then, folding her little hands demurely
before her, shaking back her curls and lifting her eyes to the
ceiling, she commenced singing a song from some opera. It was the
strain of a forsaken lady, who, after bewailing the perfidy of her
leonardo da vinci last supper painting