“I have brought you very nearly to my door. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. No great lover of state or state costume at any time, he was generally, towards the close of an evening, completely in dishabille, and in this condition he now presented himself to his subjects. . The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood.
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