1 These pictures were in water-colours.
2 He spread the pictures before him, and again surveyed them alternately.
3 He now furtively raised his eyes: he glanced at me, irresolute, disturbed: he again surveyed the picture.
4 Amidst this hush the quartet sped; he replaced the watch, laid the picture down, rose, and stood on the hearth.
5 He continued to gaze at the picture: the longer he looked, the firmer he held it, the more he seemed to covet it.
6 It contained a bookcase: I soon possessed myself of a volume, taking care that it should be one stored with pictures.
7 The second picture contained for foreground only the dim peak of a hill, with grass and some leaves slanting as if by a breeze.
8 By this time he had sat down: he had laid the picture on the table before him, and with his brow supported on both hands, hung fondly over it.
9 He drew over the picture the sheet of thin paper on which I was accustomed to rest my hand in painting, to prevent the cardboard from being sullied.
10 And now I can recall the picture of the grey old house of God rising calm before me, of a rook wheeling round the steeple, of a ruddy morning sky beyond.
11 I was puzzling to make out the subject of a picture on the wall, when the door opened, and an individual carrying a light entered; another followed close behind.
12 And now, sir, to reward you for the accurate guess, I will promise to paint you a careful and faithful duplicate of this very picture, provided you admit that the gift would be acceptable to you.
13 The new face, too, was like a new picture introduced to the gallery of memory; and it was dissimilar to all the others hanging there: firstly, because it was masculine; and, secondly, because it was dark, strong, and stern.
14 Three women were got to help; and such scrubbing, such brushing, such washing of paint and beating of carpets, such taking down and putting up of pictures, such polishing of mirrors and lustres, such lighting of fires in bedrooms, such airing of sheets and feather-beds on hearths, I never beheld, either before or since.
15 In the clear embers I was tracing a view, not unlike a picture I remembered to have seen of the castle of Heidelberg, on the Rhine, when Mrs. Fairfax came in, breaking up by her entrance the fiery mosaic I had been piercing together, and scattering too some heavy unwelcome thoughts that were beginning to throng on my solitude.