Here is a gallery of images related to "Washington Square",
drawn from a variety of sources. These images are my subjective
impressions of the novel, drawn mainly from existing movies and
narratives. If you have any further suggestions, please
contact me and I will update the site.
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Images of Catherine Sloper.
She was a healthy, well grown child. She was not ugly; she had
simply a plain, dull, gentle countenance. The most that had ever been
said for her was that she had a "nice" face. Though she was an
heiress, no one had ever thought of her as a belle.
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Images of Morris Townsend.
He had features like young men in pictures; so delicate, so chiselled
and finished. He was tall and slim, but he looked extremely strong.
Catherine thought he looked like a statue. But a statue would not talk
like that, and, above all, would not have eyes of so rare a colour.
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Images of Mrs. Penniman.
Mrs. Penniman was a tall, thin, fair, rather faded woman, with a
perfectly amiable disposition, a high standard of gentility, a taste
for light literature, and a certain foolish indirectness and obliquity
of character. She was romantic. She had a passion for little secrets .
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Images of Dr. Sloper.
He was very witty, and he passed in the best society of New York
for a man of the world which, indeed, he was, in a very sufficient
degree. He was a thoroughly honest man; honest in a degree of which
he had perhaps lacked the opportunity to give the complete measure.
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Images of the Locale.
The ideal of quiet and of genteel retirement, in 1835, was found
in Washington Square, where the Doctor built himself a handsome, modern,
wide-fronted house. In front of them was the Square, enclosed
by a wooden paling, and around the corner was the more august precinct
of the Fifth Avenue.
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Images of the Couple.
What Morris had told Catherine was simply that he loved her. Now he
had affirmed it in lover's vows, and, as a memorable sign of it, he
had taken a kiss. This happy certitude had come sooner than Catherine
expected, and she had regarded it, very naturally, as a priceless
treasure.
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