John William Waterhouse waterhouse Saint Cecilia painting

John William Waterhouse waterhouse Saint Cecilia painting
Vincent van Gogh Starry Night over the Rhone I painting
have no more talks and walks and works together. And I realised just what your friendship had come to mean to me--just what you meant--and just what a hateful little beast I had been."
"Leslie! Leslie! I never allow anyone to call my friends names."
"It's true. That's exactly what I am--a hateful little beast. There's something I've got to tell you, Anne. I suppose it will make you despise me, but I must confess it. Anne, there have been times this past winter and spring when I have hated you."
"I knew it," said Anne calmly.
"You knew it?"
"Yes, I saw it in your eyes."
" And yet you went on liking me and being my friend."
"Well, it was only now and then you hated me, Leslie. Between times you loved me, I think."
"I certainly did. But that other horrid feeling was always there, spoiling it, back