In the celebrated Aldobrandini fresco-painting, found in the baths of Titus, the bride is seated veiled on a bed, with the pronuba or bridesmatron near her, whilst the bridegroom sits at the foot of the bed.

So many Scotch and even Glasgow goods, and above all the old fusty warehousy smell, put me very much in mind of Candleriggs Street.

Upon entering the dining-room, the painting faced one from the opposite end of the room, receiving light from a large landscape window on the left, and an overlight of electricity by night, the room being otherwise in darkness.

Cenci: For Beatrice worse terrors are in store / To bend her to my will. Lucretia: Oh! to what will? / What cruel sufferings more than she has known / Canst thou inflict?