But of all the shadows in Chesney Wold, the shadow in the long drawing-room upon my Lady's picture is the first to come, the last to be disturbed. At this hour and by this light it changes into threatening hands raised up and menacing the handsome face with every breath that stirs.

But of all the shadows in Chesney Wold, the shadow in the long drawing-room upon my Lady's picture is the first to come, its threatening hands raised up and menacing the handsome face.
