contemporary abstract painting

I really did not expect any Grace to answer; for the laugh was as
tragic, as preternatural a laugh as any I ever heard; and, but that it
was high noon, and that no circumstance of ghostliness accompanied the
curious cachinnation; but that neither scene nor season favoured fear,
I should have been superstitiously afraid. However, the event showed
me I was a fool for entertaining a sense even of surprise.
The door nearest me opened, and a servant came out,- a woman of
between thirty and forty; a set, square-made figure, red-haired, and
with a hard, plain face: any apparition less romantic or less
ghostly could scarcely be conceived.
'Too much noise, Grace,' said Mrs. Fairfax. 'Remember
directions!' Grace curtseyed silently and went in.
'She is a person we have to sew and assist Leah in her
housemaid's work,' continued the widow; 'not altogether
unobjectionable in some points, but she does well enough. By the
bye, how have you got on with your new pupil this morning?'
The conversation, thus turned on Adele, continued till we reached
the light and cheerful region below. Adele came running to meet us