CHAPTER VIII

EDWARD SINGS “What ails you, Andrew, my man’s son, That you should look so white, That you should neither eat by day, Nor take your rest by night?” “I have no rest when I would sleep, No peace when I would rise, Because of Janet’s yellow hair, Because of Janet’s eyes.” When Elizabeth Chantrey returned to Market Harford, she did so with quite a clear understanding of the difficulties that l…