This little gem is hidden behind a plain blue cover which someone must have made to protect the soft original.
I know only what’s on the cover and nothing more.
We had a couple of pictures of women on our wall at home when I was growing up. They were by Frederick Leighton, but neither were the ones pictured.
Naturally, there is a wide range of paintings in the book.
Some of them are rather lovely, but all illustrated in black and white, of course.
I wonder if this book belonged to my great-grandmother. I’ll never know.
Old books 