Capitolo 49
The interview with her Dr. Marten left me a lot of worried. But it
it was not the only one worrying what that is happened to Woodbury. Before
I went away the place that I am happened to go one day to Jane it is a little proper
session-room. Jane was anxious I should see him/it--she wanted me to
knows all of his/her house, she said, in the interest of the old times: and for the
cause of those old times that I could not remember, but when I knew
she had been kind to me, I went in and I looked at him.
There was no anything very particular on the small session-room of Jane:
only his/her owner's parlour English to the agenda. You know the
type:--to straight angle proposes in the middle one; bright blue vases on the
mantelpiece; chromolithography-lithography from the London and Illustrated News on
the wall; rickety little shelf with wax-flowers glass-shaded in the
interrupts from the window. But above in an angle I happened to observe a
photo framed of first execution that hung it was grown weak and dark
there. Perhaps it was because my father was such scientific
amateur; but photo, I founded out in duration, it struck the key-note
of my history in every chapter. I didn't know why, but this
the particular portrait oddly attracted me. It came from her agricultural House,
Jane told me: she had chased out him in the attic on the forehead
bedroom after the house was hissed. It belonged to very mine
the first attempts of father that have been closed there in a key box. "Him
you/he/she is always trying experiments and things", she said, "with
photo, poor gentleman."
You grown weak and dark as it was, the riveted of the portrait my eyes suffered by some
the unknown power of the attraction. I looked fixed to him long and sincerely. It
represented a house of colonial aspect, wood-built plaza, and
porch-encircles, while being standing among strange trees alone which the many names
and aspects were then little relatives to me, but to that I know today
both Australian eucalyptuses. On the footsteps of the porch a lady sat
in deep mourning. A child played by his/her side and a disposition of dog of collie