monet painting

monet painting
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landscape oil painting
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¡¡¡¡"I hope she will do well now," said Mr. Lorry. ¡¡¡¡"No thanks to you in brown, if she does. My darling pretty!" ¡¡¡¡"I hope," said Mr. Lorry, after another pause of feeble sympathy and humility, "that you accompany Miss Manette to France?" ¡¡¡¡"A likely thing, too!" replied the strong woman. "If it was ever intended that I should go across salt water, do you suppose Providence would have cast my lot in an island?" ¡¡¡¡This being another question hard to answer, Mr. Jarvis Lorry withdrew to consider it. A LARGE CASK of wine had been dropped and broken, in the street. The accident had happened in getting it out of a cart; the cask had tumbled out with a run,
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the hoops had burst, and it lay on the stones just outside the door of the wine-shop, shattered like a walnut-shell. ¡¡¡¡All the people within reach had suspended their business, or their idleness, to run to the spot and drink the wine. The rough, irregular stones of the street, pointing every way, and designed, one might have thought, expressly to lame all living creatures that approached them, had dammed it into little pools; these were surrounded, each by its own jostling group or crowd, according to its size. Some men kneeled down, made scoops of their two hands joined, and sipped, or tried to help women, who