'It was the only thing I could get.
Mr.Adister sends it.

The young lady, Miss Caroline, seconded me.

They think more of the big portrait: I don't.

And it 's to be kept carefully, in case of the other one getting damaged.

That's only fair.' Philip drank in the face upon a swift shot of his eyes.
'Mr.Adister sends it ?' His tone implied wonder at such a change in Adiante's father.
'And an invitation to you to visit him when you please.' 'That he might do,' said Philip: it was a lesser thing than to send her likeness to him.
Patrick could not help dropping his voice: 'Isn't it very like ?' For answer the miniature had to be inspected closely.
Philip was a Spartan for keeping his feelings under.
'Yes,' he said, after an interval quick with fiery touches on the history of that face and his life.