Evening Mood painting

Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
¡¡¡¡`Won't you first?' ¡¡¡¡`Don't know how; too stupid to learn, but I love music dearly.' ¡¡¡¡So Laurie played, and Jo listened, with her nose luxuriously buried in heliotrope and tea-roses. Her respect and regard for the `Laurence boy' increased very much, for he played remarkably well, and didn't put on any airs. She wished Beth could hear him, but she did not say so; only praised him till he was quite abashed and his grandfather came to the rescue. `That will do, that will
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do, young lady. Too many sugar-plums are not good for him. His music isn't bad, but I hope he will do as well in more important things. Going? Well, I'm much obliged to you, and I hope you'll come again. My respects to your mother. Good night, Doctor Jo.' ¡¡¡¡He shook hands kindly, but looked as if something did not please him. When they got into the hall, Jo asked Laurie if she had said anything amiss. He shook his head. ¡¡¡¡`No, it was me; he doesn't like to hear me play.' ¡¡¡¡`Why not?'