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If the house is too small to allow two lone men a room each, I can add a lean-to to match Opie's summer kitchen, for you know sometimes a woman finds it comfortable to have a man in the house!" Maria did not answer at first, but was looking at the one uncurtained window, where the firelight again made opals of the panes. Then turning, she said, "I will think over your offer, Mr.
The doctor first observed and appreciated Opie's talent, and, resolving to bring him into notice, wrote about him until he became celebrated as the `Cornish Wonder. He also introduced people of note to the artist's studio in London, many of whom sat for their portraits.
Arriving at the lodgings that had been taken for him in the Strand in the early morning, he had no sooner breakfasted than he set off for Somerset House, to see the Royal Academy Exhibition. Looking round for historical pictures, he discovered that Opie's 'Gil Bias' was the centre of attraction in one room, and Westall's 'Shipwrecked Boy' in another.
The description, as some readers will have anticipated, refers to Miss Edgeworth and to Maturin. But the smaller fry must be taken first. It is not uninteresting to compare two such books as Mrs. Bennett's Anna and Mrs. Opie's Adeline Mowbray.
Opie's 'White Lies' and the 'Potted Sprats? My asthma has proved a sprat, and there is a clay pipe at this moment waiting for me in the kitchen, and pretty soon you will see me puffing like a coal-pit. Do you suppose they will make me vomit?"
Opie's vivid painting hangs in the National Portrait Gallery to confirm what Godwin tells us of her beauty in his pathetic Memoir and to remind us of Southey's admiration for her eyes. Godwin writes of "that smile of bewitching tenderness ... which won, both heart and soul, the affection of almost every one that beheld it."
Did you never see my name at the bottom of prints? He could not recollect that he had. 'And yet you sell picture-frames and prints? 'Yes. 'What painter's names, then, did he recollect: did he know West's? 'Oh! yes. 'And Opie's? 'Yes. 'And Fuseli's? 'Oh! yes. 'But you never heard of me? 'I cannot say that I ever did! It was plain from this conversation that Mr.
She could not determine; her fancy and her vanity were both touched, doubtless; then, remembering Miss Opie's exhortations, a gleam of fun twinkled in her eyes as she thought of what her horror would have been at Bertie's affectionate ease of manner. All the same she crept into the house, feeling very underhand and uncomfortable.
But she withdrew it abruptly, and sat down, seized with more overpowering shyness than she had ever experienced. Miss Opie's keen, attentive eyes were taking in the situation. "Captain Du Meresq has been kind enough to call," said Mrs. Leigh, "to say there is no immediate hurry for your return, my dear."
"It shows that she didn't have to do her own work," replied the Little Old Woman. A group of very old-fashioned children were talking together in whispers. They were evidently anxious that no older persons should hear them. "There they are at it again," said the Little Old Woman; "they are Mrs. Opie's children.
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