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Or who, looking at the exquisite landscapes or delicate figure pieces of Weir, would find anything to recall the name of Gérôme?
Every aperture tightly closed; every one, with the exception of the captain, Gerôme, and myself, sea-sick; no food, no fire, though we certainly did not miss the former much. About ten o'clock Z weighed anchor and stood out to sea. It would not be safe, he said, to trust to our slender cable another night. About midnight I struggled on deck, to get a breath of fresh air before turning in.
A Gerôme or Vereschágin would have revelled in the sight. Having placed a guard at my disposal, the prince then left, announcing his intention of receiving me in state that afternoon at the palace. Beïla, which is protected by a fort and high mud wall, is situated on the right bank of the river Purali, which, at the time of my visit, was no more than a dry rocky bed.
"And may God in His infinite wisdom and mercy overrule all things for your temporal and eternal welfare, and so guide your decision, that peace and usefulness will be your portion, now and forever." "Yes, Dr. Grey, I am better than I ever expected or desired to be in this world." "Mrs. Gerome, this is scarcely the recompense that my anxious vigilance and ceaseless exertions merit at your hands."
Gérôme made a life-size painting of the Cæsar in this picture. It is in the Corcoran Gallery at Washington. Gérôme painted several other pictures from classic subjects, but none of them had the interest for the general public of those we have described.
"Mrs. Gerome, you do not know what is best for you, and must be guided by one who will prove himself your truest friend." "Don't mock my misery! I never had but one friend, and henceforth must live friendless. I knew what was before me, and therefore I dreaded this dark, dark day, and begged you to save her. She was the world to me.
The unwonted excitement had kindled a strange beauty in the whilom passive face, and Dr. Grey could for the first time realize how lovely she must have been in the happy days of eld. "Miss Dexter, Mrs. Gerome will not receive you. She sees no visitors, not even ministers of the gospel." "She must she shall admit me; for I will assure her that life and death hang upon it." "How so?"
I long ago tried your remedy travelling, and for four years I wandered up and down, and over the face of the old world; but amid the crumbling columns of Persepolis, I was still Agla Gerome, the wretched; and when I stood on the margin of the Lake of Wan, I saw in its waves the reflection of the same hopeless woman who now lies before you.
Grey put his hand on the Scotchman's shoulder, and whispered, "I am going to hunt for Mrs. Gerome. She is not in the house. I may be able to render her some service, but your mother is beyond all human aid." "Is there any pulse?" "It is so feeble now, I can scarcely count it." "Please, doctor, stay here by her while she breathes. Don't desert the dear soul. My poor mother!"
Gerome leaned over the helpless, prostrate form on the bed, pressed her cheek against that of her nurse, where tears still glistened, and glided swiftly out of the room just before Dr. Grey entered.
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