Gary gave me the photo’s. He said Liam employed a Private Eye to get the dirty on your cheating because he was worried about you.He said you did som... woman or other every time you went away, and the photo’s were very incriminating you have to admit. He even had a report, which I now realise was written by Liam himself saying you’d got the girl drunk and had sex with her in her bed.“You know my temper,” she sniffed. “I felt so betrayed. You seemed so loving, so faithful and you were fucking me. Her legs were partly opened as she nonchalantly browsed the wine list. I looked in the direction her legs were pointing and saw a young chap staring towards her. I brushed her arm. “Flashing! Are we?” I asked. “Mmmm,” she replied, “I ordered steak for you, you will need your stamina.” Little did she know. Jenny flirted all evening with the young chap at the bar. We ate, we chatted, we were very naughty with each other. By eight we were just about ready to leave. I got up to pay for the food at. It might sound wrong, I don’t know, but I was suddenly turned on by the idea of a younger girl looking there. “Anyway, have you got a boyfriend?” I asked. “No…I haven’t. Ummm Danielle, can I ask you something?” “Yes sure - fire away!” “Well, with you being that bit older. I thought you…” “Come on Ruth, what’s on your mind?” She was standing awkwardly with the ends of her sleeves in her hands and was clearly struggling to put into words whatever she wanted to say. “Why don’t you come and sit. " The painting is hardly a photographic record, more an expression of the subject's essence as perceived by the artist. To Caroline, the girl has a skittish unease about her that she imagines Lord Dammartin would find appealing. Perhaps Penelope was just trying to please her father in the way she has brought out that aspect of the subject — or maybe it was undeniably present, the artist capturing her intrinsic self at that moment in time.Caroline can well believe this picture accurately shows.