
No, not the novel by Henry James, which I don't think I've read though probably I should and perhaps I will, but a painting by Frank W Benson which just happened to catch my eye this morning. As you will see if you follow the link, he was a celebrated American painter and described by Wikipedia as an Impressionist. This is not what I'd call an impressionist painting, though, but perhaps shows the influence of Vermeer or Velasquez, both of whom he apparently admired very much.
She's not reading or writing or doing anything else, and it's not Saturday, my usual day for art, but because I'm on the move this week, dashing hither and thither, and won't have time for reviewing, I thought I'd just show you something nice instead. If you want to see more of FWB's paintings there are many of them here.