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Updated: June 21, 2025
'The day before yesterday, just after eight o'clock' mark the day and the hour! 'a journeyman house-painter, Nikolay, who had been in to see me already that day, brought me this box of gold ear-rings and stones, and asked me to give him two roubles for them. When I asked him where he got them, he said that he picked them up in the street.
Or, thinking of something, he would suddenly answer his own thought: "Anything may happen! Anything may happen!" When I went home from work all the people sitting outside their doors, the shop assistants, dogs, and their masters, used to shout after me and jeer spitefully, and at first it seemed monstrous and distressed me greatly. "Little Profit," they used to shout. "House-painter!
I should love to splash on color, though." "You might be a house-painter," said Betty meditatively. "When my millionaire builds his house I'll employ you to do the painting." "And Charlotte can be cook," suggested Ruth. "But speaking of artists, girls, makes me think of what I've been wanting to ask you ever since I got here.
My wife kind o' thinks that turtle-color would suit our house better than Spanish brown. You put on two coats, of course? 'I now saw what he meant, and roaring with laughter, explained to him that there was a difference between a painter of houses and a house-painter.
Its simplest form is that of a stencilled border in flat tints used either in place of a cornice or as the border of a wall-paper is used. This, of course, is a purely mechanical performance, and one with which every house-painter is familiar. After this we come to borders of repeating design used as friezes.
I know nothing of his origin, except the fact of his being an Englishman, or what his first calling had been; but he had evolved among us from a house-painter to an organ-builder, and he had a passionate love of music.
The only other occupant of the public bar previous to the entrance of Crass and his mates was a semi-drunken man, who appeared to be a house-painter, sitting on the form near the shove-ha'penny board. He was wearing a battered bowler hat and the usual shabby clothes.
Then, as if the solitude thereabouts did not suffice to reassure him, he led Pierre some distance away, through the icy, biting wind, which he himself did not seem to feel. "This is the matter," he resumed, "I have been told that a poor fellow, a former house-painter, an old man of seventy, who naturally can work no more, is dying of hunger in a hovel in the Rue des Saules.
Then she lay down and ate some bread and said to me: "When you wanted to get away from the office and become a house-painter, Aniuta Blagovo and I knew from the very beginning that you were right, but we were afraid to say so. Tell me what power is it that keeps us from saying what we feel? There's Aniuta Blagovo. She loves you, adores you, and she knows that you are right.
You'll never improve a man by repelling him, especially a boy. One has to be twice as careful with a boy. Oh, you progressive dullards! You don't understand. You harm yourselves running another man down.... But if you want to know, we really have something in common." "I should like to know what." "Why, it's all about a house-painter.... We are getting him out of a mess!
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