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I can pick up some tools, and as for a woman, Merry Etty an' me have talked that over to-day. She's ready to ready to marry me whenever you say go." There was an ominous silence under the seeder, as if the father could not believe his ears. "What's what's that?" he stuttered. "Who'd you say? What about Merry Etty?" "She's agreed to marry me."
And if a higher tone of imagination pleased him, he could gratify it without difficulty among his favourite masters. He possessed some specimens of Etty worthy of Venice when it was alive; he could muse amid the twilight ruins of ancient cities raised by the magic pencil of Danby, or accompany a group of fair Neapolitans to a festival by the genial aid of Uwins.
The most disagreeable of English painters is Etty, who had a diseased appetite for woman's flesh, and spent his whole life, apparently, in painting them with enormously developed busts. I do not mind nudity in a modest and natural way; but Etty's women really thrust their nudity upon you with malice aforethought, . . . . and the worst of it is they are not beautiful.
Wilkie, Etty, Constable, Collins, and others, often painted simple and sincere pictures, pictures that showed careful study and real love of Nature. All these artists may be seen to advantage here. But in looking at the mass of the collection, one sees that the true principles of Art have not even as yet been generally recognized by the majority of English artists.
If for health or for any other reason I had been separated from my children when they were young, I would as soon have confided them to the love of Etty and Willy Desborough as to any of my friends. She was a beautiful woman, a little before my day, happy, courageous and violent, with a mind which clung firmly to the obvious. Though her nature was impulsive and kind, she was not forgiving.
The most disagreeable of English painters is Etty, who had a diseased appetite for woman's flesh, and spent his whole life, apparently, in painting them with enormously developed busts. I do not mind nudity in a modest and natural way; but Etty's women really thrust their nudity upon you with malice aforethought, . . . . and the worst of it is they are not beautiful.
As they said good-night, Louie whispered, "Have you forgiven me, Etty?" "Yes," said Henrietta, "that's all past and gone." "For a matter of fact," said Louie, "he is not very happy with her; they don't get on. The Moffats know him, and Mrs. Moffatt told me." "Oh, I am sorry," said Henrietta, but she was not displeased. Evelyn stayed behind, and Louie talked Henrietta over with her.
"Oh, well-it's an 'Etty': some people might think it's scarcely the thing for some young people, you know," replied Devitt, as they descended the stairs. "Really! Is that why it's kept like that?" asked Mavis, who could scarcely conceal her amusement. Mrs Devitt, who was immediately behind, had detected the note of merriment in Mavis's voice.
This was later in the day. Just now, Mavis was about to be taken down to luncheon by Montague Devitt; she wondered if her defence of dear Jill had prejudiced her chance of an engagement. "What's that picture covered with a shutter for?" asked Mavis, as her eye fell on the padlocked "Etty."
I had never spoken of my love-affairs excepting to my mother and my three friends Con Manners, Frances Horner, and Etty Desborough and people had ceased speaking to me about them; why should I sit up with a stranger and discuss myself at this time of night? I said there was nothing to tell.
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