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On my once letting slip at table, that I was not fond of a certain popular dish, he begged me at any rate not to say so for the world would think me mad. Yet, if it were so, why does that piece of tender, pastoral Dominichino hang still by his wall? is the ball of his sight much more dear to him? or what picture-dealer can talk like him?

'There's a beautiful thing! observed Jawleyford, pointing to another group. 'I picked that up for a mere nothing twenty guineas worth two hundred at least. Lipsalve, the great picture-dealer in Gammon Passage, offered me Murillo's "Adoration of the Virgin and Shepherds," for which he showed me a receipt for a hundred and eighty-five, for it. 'Indeed! replied Sponge, 'what is it?

But he means well for all his warmth; the youngster has something noble in his character; only as a picture-dealer, to be sure, he is good for nothing." Edward laid his head on the table, from which the painter hastily wiped a slop of wine away, that the youth might not dip his sleeve in it.

We went one day to the picture-dealer in whose shop Stroeve thought he could show me at least two or three of Strickland's pictures, but when we arrived were told that Strickland himself had taken them away. The dealer did not know why. "But don't imagine to yourself that I make myself bad blood on that account. I took them to oblige Monsieur Stroeve, and I said I would sell them if I could.

"Do you mean is it possible that you mean that if we had seen him had seen that look we would that he had had all that an artist " The picture-dealer addressed himself to her, turning his back on the doctor. "I went back to the funeral, to the mountains.

As the second King of Prussia found nothing that so kindled enthusiasm as the spectacle of a grenadier over six feet high, and gave extravagant sums for a new specimen to add to his living museum of a regiment, so the retired picture-dealer was roused to passion-pitch only by some canvas in perfect preservation, untouched since the master laid down the brush; and what was more, it must be a picture of the painter's best time.

As the second King of Prussia found nothing that so kindled enthusiasm as the spectacle of a grenadier over six feet high, and gave extravagant sums for a new specimen to add to his living museum of a regiment, so the retired picture-dealer was roused to passion-pitch only by some canvas in perfect preservation, untouched since the master laid down the brush; and what was more, it must be a picture of the painter's best time.

And she promptly opened her attack: Did Soames know his work? It was so wonderful. He was the coming man. Oh, yes, Soames knew his work. It was in his view 'splashy, and would never get hold of the public. June blazed up. "Of course it won't; that's the last thing one would wish for. I thought you were a connoisseur, not a picture-dealer."

The painting which was taken to his house had his name written on the back, but was not the original Guido for which he had bargained it was a copy. The picture-dealer, however, and two respectable witnesses, were ready to swear positively that this was the identical picture on which Mr. Gresham wrote his name that they saw him write his name, and heard him order that it should be sent to him. Mr.

You can eat it with your friends. It's settled, isn't it? At this proposal Sandoz and Dubuche, who had hitherto listened inquisitively, burst into such loud laughter that the picture-dealer himself became gay. Those confounded painters, they did themselves no good, they simply starved.