His attitude was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from day. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. 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. Then Sheila noticed the stains.
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