I talk to Charlotte about it often.

I am never weary of examining those canopied effigies in the church, and almost wish they were those of my relations.' 'I will try to see things in the same light for your sake,' said De Stancy fervently.
'Not for my sake; for your own was what I meant, of course,' she replied with a repressive air.
Captain De Stancy bowed.
'What are you going to do with your photographs when you have them ?' she asked, as if still anxious to obliterate the previous sentimental lapse.
'I shall put them into a large album, and carry them with me in my campaigns; and may I ask, now I have an opportunity, that you would extend your permission to copy a little further, and let me photograph one other painting that hangs in the castle, to fittingly complete my set ?' 'Which ?' 'That half-length of a lady which hangs in the morning-room.

I remember seeing it in the Academy last year.' Paula involuntarily closed herself up.

The picture was her own portrait.
'It does not belong to your series,' she said somewhat coldly.
De Stancy's secret thought was, I hope from my soul it will belong some day! He answered with mildness: 'There is a sort of connection--you are my sister's friend.' Paula assented.
'And hence, might not your friend's brother photograph your picture ?' Paula demurred.
A gentle sigh rose from the bosom of De Stancy.

'What is to become of me ?' he said, with a light distressed laugh.